You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Oh? What's the matter, fellow Daoist?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Ye Lin in confusion. As for Ye Lin's intention to kill him, it was completely impossible.

This might happen in other continents, but it is absolutely impossible in Beizhou.

The resources in Beizhou are extremely scarce, and a yellow-grade elixir will be regarded as an absolute treasure.

The resources you get from killing a cultivator at the risk of your life are not as great as the effort you put in. The effort is not proportional to the reward.

The cultivators in Beizhou are poorer than each other. Isn't killing other cultivators just for the so-called benefits?

When the reward is not proportional to the effort, no one will do it.

For the cultivators in Beizhou, even if they get injured, their lives are over. It is extremely difficult to recover the lost spiritual energy in a continent. If they get injured, it will be worse.

So, things like killing will generally not exist, unless they are mortal enemies.

"Where is the place where the immortal forces are entrenched in Beizhou?"

Ye Lin asked calmly.

"Immortal cultivation forces are entrenched? Daoist friend, you didn't just come out of seclusion, did you?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Lin with a strange face, and said in a strange tone, as if he was looking at a primitive man.

"Oh? To be honest, Daoist friend, I did just come out of seclusion. I have been in seclusion for three hundred years, and things have changed a lot."

Ye Lin directly continued the conversation.

Hearing Ye Lin's words, the middle-aged man understood that the cultivators in Beizhou were extremely sad. Countless cultivators chose to close themselves in order to stop their spiritual energy loss.

It was to extend their lifespan and wait for an opportunity.

They all say the golden age, the golden age, the golden age of other continents, the sadness of Beizhou.

Other continents are entering a golden age with spiritual energy gushing out, but Beizhou is becoming more and more withered.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know that there is no so-called immortal cultivation force in Beizhou. Everyone is a lone wolf because there are no resources to breed the birth of a large force."

"If a force is really born, it will be completely destroyed within three days, because the birth of a force means that the force has enough resources."

"The independent cultivators in Beizhou will not give up this huge resource, so, as one grows while the other declines, there is no force in Beizhou, and everyone lives on their own."

"Even those transcendent forces will not descend on Beizhou, and countless transcendent forces will go to other continents."

"Now in Beizhou, it is normal to not see a cultivator within a thousand miles. A cultivator in the God Transformation Realm is enough to be the king and ancestor in Beizhou."

"Now I have entered the Nascent Soul Stage, and the future is promising."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his neck and said proudly.

And Ye Lin fell into silence. After listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, Ye Lin didn't know what to say.

Now he can only be silent to explain his extremely complicated mood.

This Beizhou is even weaker than Nanzhou. If it goes on like this, it will be good enough to keep its inheritance and continue to fight against the foreign demons and invade the demon world.

The Golden Age has only forgotten Beizhou.

In Ye Lin's mind, the current Beizhou will not have any value in the future. Beizhou without any value makes him helpless.

"I didn't expect that Beizhou would fall into such a bad situation. Alas."

Ye Lin sighed deeply. Now things are difficult.

"Daoyou, there is no way. We can't change all this. We can only adapt to the times. I received news that a low-level spiritual mine appeared a million miles ahead, and now it has attracted countless strong people."

"Daoyou, do you want to go together and help me?"