"Fellow Daoist, it has been more than four years since you ascended; yet you remain stuck at the peak of tribulation transcendence, still a distant prospect from entering the Immortal Realm. I presume you have had no chance to absorb immortal spirit qi?"
"As long as you do not kill me, not only can I let today's matter rest, but I can also recommend you for entry into the Purple Star Immortal Sect and secure you a steward's position in Azure Purity City."
"With Azure Purity City's abundant immortal spirit qi, Fellow Daoist will surely become a Spirit Void Dao Immortal within a few decades at most."
After Yin Ling finished speaking, she only felt the foot pressing on her face bear down even harder, making her feel as though her head was about to be crushed alive. She could even hear her own skull cracking.
"You still want me to spare you? Wishful thinking!" Song Wen said.
"Killing me will do you no good!" Yin Ling's mouth had been distorted by the pressure, and her speech was slurred.
"No! Your death will clear my mind and purify my heart, benefiting my cultivation," Song Wen said.
"My mysterious ancestor Yin Haocang, known as Master Pure Subtlety, is an elder of the Purple Star Immortal Sect and a Jade Firmament Profound Immortal realm expert. He planted an immortal soul imprint in my divine soul. Once I die, that imprint will transfer to you. Moreover, Jing Xun and Su Dian, two Spirit Void Dao Immortals of my sect, are stationed outside the secret realm. You will not escape then." Enduring the agonizing pain of her skull on the verge of splitting, Yin Ling spoke with difficulty.
"Yin Haocang, a Jade Firmament Profound Immortal realm expert?" Song Wen murmured softly.
Yin Ling seemed