Ye Han walked along the long passage.
Suddenly!
Buzzz!!
He felt the entire Silver Star Ring trembling faintly. Although the tremors were extremely slight, they gave Ye Han an ominous sense of danger...
He sent a voice transmission to the Bìtiān Divine Lord. "Senior Bìtiān, I sense danger! Should we leave?"
Though he was reluctant to give up, that sense of danger unsettled Ye Han. Clearly, the threat was far greater than he had imagined.
He actually already had an answer in his heart, but he still wanted to ask what the Bìtiān Divine Lord thought.
Mainly, he wanted to know whether the Bìtiān Divine Lord had some ulterior motive!
The Bìtiān Divine Lord did not answer immediately upon hearing Ye Han's words. Instead, he said, "That depends on you. What do you cultivate for?"
Ye Han's expression shifted slightly at those words, and he said calmly, "I understand, Senior Bìtiān!"
With that, he continued forward.
Though they had exchanged only a few simple words, the Bìtiān Divine Lord's thinking was already apparent.
The Bìtiān Divine Lord was, in fact, a cultivator with the same dao heart as Ye Han—a cultivator whose dao heart was unshakably resolute. For them, nothing mattered more than Immortal Ascension.
People like that were actually somewhat obsessive. Ye Han was no different; he, too, had his obsessions. But on the path of cultivation, who was truly normal?
Throughout their long years of cultivation, they had long since shed the benevolence, righteousness, and morality that mortals spoke of. They believed only in the supremacy of the strong and in defying heaven to attain the Dao.
The Bìtiān Divine Lord was the same now. Still, what reassured Ye Han was that the man had no other schemes for the time being.
After all, if he wanted to