Ye Lin snorted, slipped his left hand into his robes, pulled out a jade token, and held it before his chest.
The token was lustrous white, with a coiling dragon engraved on the front and the words "Blue Lightning Tyrant" on the back. A soft sheen glimmered across it in the eerie green light.
"Ye Lin, a direct-line disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, disciple of Yu Xiaogang, and grandson of former sect master Yu Yuanzhen."
Dugu Bo stared at the jade token for a couple of seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing.
Only after he had laughed his fill did Dugu Bo lower his head to look at Ye Lin, his slit pupils narrowing slightly.
"Are you fucking bluffing?"
"You picked up some token somewhere and thought you could pass yourself off with it?"
He took a step forward, his blue-green robes dragging across the ground with a faint rustling sound.
"The direct-line disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect bear the surname Yu, and their martial soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."
"That old dragon Yu Yuanzhen only has one grandson, and his name is Yu Tianheng."
"Since you refuse to tell the truth, you're destined to die here today!"
"Unless you kneel and beg me. Then I might spare you!"
"Hahahaha!"
Rather than retreat, Ye Lin stepped forward and laughed loudly.
"The sect's achievements might drown me in glittering luxury, but my blood will never let me cling to life and fear death!"
"Even if heaven has decreed it, even if I've reached the end of the road, I'll still beat heaven by half a move and carve a bloody path out!"
Dugu Bo turned his palm over and flung out another blue-green attack.
This one was heavier than the previous two. The