The group of men made no effort to hide the lust in their eyes as they surrounded Lu Bingning and Lan Xi. Their leader smirked lewdly. "If you two cooperate, we'll be gentle. But if you..."
"If we what?" Before the man could finish, a cold voice rang out from the sky.
Even an expert at the peak of the Celestial Spirit Realm would have difficulty detecting Lin Yun's current aura, let alone these Martial Artists at the Primordial Ocean Realm. Only after hearing his voice did the men finally look up at the sky.
They saw a young man hovering above them, a massive Tier Three Demon Beast slung over his shoulder.
Unable to sense Lin Yun's Cultivation, the leader noted his youth—twenty years old at most. 'How high can a kid's Cultivation be?'
Presumptuously dismissing Lin Yun as a brat who was still wet behind the ears, the leader said coldly, "Kid, I'd advise you not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong."
