Hearing his teacher say that, Ye Hong was dumbfounded. "Teacher, what am I supposed to do if you fall asleep?"
It was his teacher who had sent him into this secret realm. Without his teacher, he would not even have been able to enter its gates. Ever since entering the secret realm, with his teacher's help, he had treaded on eggshells at every turn, terrified that some mighty expert would discover him and kill him.
And now that his teacher was asleep, how was he supposed to get out?
His Golden Core cultivation was nothing before the Dao Integration and Tribulation Transcendence mighty experts roaming this secret realm. They only needed a single glance to leave him dead without a proper burial.
"Forget it. Teacher, you have to recover quickly. I'm counting on you."
Left with no other choice, Ye Hong could only pray for his teacher to recover as soon as possible—preferably before everyone left. Otherwise, he would be trapped in the secret realm, unable to live and unable to die.
Then Ye Hong looked around and headed in one direction, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Elsewhere, Ye Lin placed the Jade Talisman between his brows. In an instant, a vast torrent of memories flooded into his mind. Ye Lin shut his eyes tightly and began digesting the information.
Throughout the process, the aura around Ye Lin surged and churned, as though something was being evolved within him.
As time passed, three days slipped by in the blink of an eye. On this day, a thunderclap suddenly exploded out of nowhere within the entire hall. Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes, and after a moment of chaos, clarity returned to them.
"Whew. An immortal-tier martial skill truly is extraordinary."
Ye Lin smacked his lips. This martial skill