You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Um."

Ye Lin nodded, looked at the small broken boat in front of him, and put his feet on the boat. Changqing behind Ye Lin was eager to try. When he just wanted to put his feet on the boat, the old man refused.

"This little friend, I'm sorry, my master only sees him."

Hearing this, Chang Qing retracted his feet in embarrassment, and could only helplessly punch Ye Lin.

"Junior is here waiting for Senior Ye. I wish Senior Ye a safe journey."

"Um."

Ye Lin nodded, and the boat drifted away into the distance.

This boat has the function of isolating souls. Even if the innocent souls in the river and the rules are eroded, they will not be able to enter the boat.

"Your master is the lord of the forbidden land, right?"

Looking at the little old man beside him, Ye Lin asked casually.

"The master is the supreme being. He is the real master of the forbidden land and the nightmare in the eyes of the world. He is..."

"stop."

Seeing that the old man didn't want to stop, Ye Lin immediately interrupted. The old man looked like a fanatic, in other words, a crazy fan.

The old man who was interrupted by Ye Lin was not angry, and still carried Ye Lin away with a smile. After wandering for half an hour, Ye Lin finally arrived at his destination.

It was a high mountain, and a man was sitting cross-legged on it. No matter how high the mountain was, that man was always the focus.

"Master, I brought the person you wanted to see."

The old man bowed respectfully to the figure.

"Well, let's go down."

A majestic voice sounded, and Ye Lin jumped out of the boat and walked towards the mountain with his hands behind his back.

The old man behind him slid the boat and drifted away into the distance.

He seems to have no goals, and everything he does is follows his heart.

"I've been waiting for you for a year."

At this time, a stream of light flashed, and a man with an extremely majestic face came to Ye Lin and smiled at Ye Lin.

There was a huge blood hole in the man's chest. There was no blood in the blood hole, as if the blood had dried up.

"You've been waiting for me for a year? In other words, are you ready to die?"

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and said, wait for one year and be ready to die.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression froze. He never expected that Ye Lin would be so unkind.

"You are right. I am indeed ready to die. In other words, I am already dead and just waiting for someone to free me."

The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hands.

"Should you do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Ye Lin said casually and looked around. Everywhere was filled with the aura of annihilation. Even if a strong man from the Mahayana stage came and stayed here for a long time, he would be contaminated with an inexplicable aura.

It is also the smell of imminent death.

"If I can die on my own, I don't need to wait for you to help me escape. I have stayed here for a long time, and it seems that this place has become a part of me. If this place is not destroyed, I will never die."

The middle-aged man said helplessly, looking at the rushing River of Purity in the distance, his tone full of helplessness.

There was no life in his voice, as if he no longer had any expectations of living, and he had already longed for death.

"Become one?"

Ye Lin raised his brows and put his hand on the middle-aged man's head. The next moment, a terrifying suction force came from Ye Lin's palm, pulling hard on the middle-aged man's soul.

As long as this soul is destroyed, the middle-aged man will die.