Qu Jianlei was not surprised by the Great Strength Tribe Old Ancestor's reaction. It was perfectly normal to seek self-preservation.
What concerned him more was, "That world... really has a grand formation?"
The Great Strength Tribe Old Ancestor could indeed confirm that point.
If the Asuras could not even determine something like this, why would they have hesitated until now?
From another angle, if the Tiger-Head Humans dared to fool them casually, the Asuras would absolutely make them pay a terrible price.
Precisely because of this, the Asura Old Ancestor believed the information it had provided was extremely useful.
Therefore, it had an impertinent request: it hoped the Celestial Immortal would bestow a token to prove that the Great Strength Tribe had ties to the immortal cultivators.
If that Cultivation World launched a counterattack, the tribe could promptly present the token and at least gain a chance to explain itself.
The request was not excessive, but Qu Jianlei was in a bind—where was he supposed to get a token from the Cultivation World? Magical artifacts and cultivation techniques, regardless of whether he was willing to part with them, were definitely unsuitable. Those things lacked persuasive power.
The Great Strength Tribe could pick those up itself while cleaning battlefields.
As he pondered, Jiao Daoren's divine sense reached him. "I have one from the Beast Taming Sect!"
As expected of a Great Sect with deep reserves, they even had dedicated tokens.
Jiao Daoren did not carry a token on him. Instead, he took out a piece of Obsidian and made one on the spot.
It bore patterns like meaningless scribbles, yet they carried a faint trace of profundity.
Qu Jianlei still felt uneasy, so he asked, "Can this thing have a time limit?"
If it could be preserved past its expiration, the