The portly old man recognized the newcomer, and his face went deathly pale. Cold sweat soaked his back as he hastily lowered his head and backed away, clearing the path completely.
The powerful figures nearby who had been itching to act also backed down like mice confronted by a cat.
The woman walked straight up to Chen Lin and stopped three feet away.
She looked him up and down, her gaze briefly lingering on his body, which seemed to harbor some primordial beast. A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.
Then she bowed slightly, offering the greeting of an equal.
"Fellow Daoist, I am Ling Yuling."
Her voice was ethereal, yet carried an unquestionable confidence. "I come from the First Battlefield."
The First Battlefield!
The Human Immortals nearby who had not yet gone far gasped one after another at those words.
The Myriad Worlds Battlefield was boundless, with countless mining districts and supply bases. But its battlefields were divided into distinct tiers.
Only the Myriad Demons Abyss defensive line at its very center, facing the most terrifying enemies from other worlds, could be called the "First Battlefield"! It was a meat grinder for Quasi-Saints and Great Golden Immortals! Anyone who emerged from there, even a mere True Immortal, could sweep aside all their peers in the rear!
Chen Lin regarded Ling Yuling calmly.
The instincts of his Mahayana-level body told him this woman was dangerous. If they truly came to blows, she could grind him to dust with a single finger.
But the Myriad Worlds Market was an absolute safe zone, governed by rules laid down by a Sage.
Nothing to fear.
"Need something?" Chen Lin asked evenly.
Ling Yuling smiled faintly, clearly appreciating his composure. "Our meeting is a stroke of fate. You have only just arrived at the