As that voice rang out, a male Immortal Race cultivator appeared at the mouth of another cavern. He had a cold expression, long golden hair, an exceptionally burly physique, and a diamond-shaped purple rune between his brows, and wore purple robes...
The terrifying aura this cultivator exuded was astonishing. His cultivation seemed considerably higher than that of the female cultivator nearby...
In particular, Ye Han found the male cultivator's aura somewhat familiar. It was actually the presence he had sensed spying on him at the city wall's restriction when he entered the bloodline trial.
Clearly, this fellow was the one who had ordered the Immortal Race Guards to stop and search suspicious cultivators.
That terrifying aura alone told him this fellow was no ordinary figure. No wonder he could order those guards around.
The female cultivator, however, looked surprised at his arrival and said, "Immortal Emperor Balin! Why are you here? When did you arrive?"
Although the female cultivator spoke politely to Immortal Emperor Balin, her words carried a deep wariness.
Moreover, her words made it clear that she had little liking for Immortal Emperor Balin...
Immortal Emperor Balin gave the female cultivator an indifferent glance and said, "Glacier Immortal Emperor, what are you doing here?"
Then he looked straight at Ye Han and said, "I know perfectly well how many peerless bloodlines our Immortal Race has, but you aren't among them. Which lineage are you from? The Vajra Lineage?"
His tone toward Ye Han sounded like an interrogation. On the one hand, the aura and cultivation Ye Han currently displayed were indeed far inferior to his. On the other, this fellow came from an extraordinary background. No wonder he treated Ye Han so rudely.
Ye Han looked at him unhurriedly and said, "Immortal Emperor Balin, you don't know me,