Ye Zhiyu Ling's expression turned terrifyingly cold as he looked at the two before him.
Little Joy Buddha aside, Tevisli was the high priest of their Elf Race, a figure like the Sea Calming Needle of their people and Ulysses's mentor. He had never imagined that the other would join forces with an outsider to betray their race.
"I'll cover you. When the time comes, run toward [Bright Yellow]. It's the closest direction from here."
Letting out a slight breath, Ye Zhiyu Ling spoke in a low voice.
Whether it was Little Joy Buddha or Tevisli, both had been renowned figures on the front lines for a long time. They had stood at the level of top-tier mythic beings for thousands of years, their foundations incomparably deep.
As for him, he had only broken through a few months ago. There was simply no comparison.
If Ulysses were here, they might still have had a chance. But with him... he could only fight for his life.
"We can't escape. They won't give us the chance."
Unlike Ye Zhiyu Ling, Qian Sui remained calm. Looking at the emerald-green canopy that had somehow covered the heavens and earth around them, her face was expressionless.
"If he had come alone, there might have been a chance. But he deliberately brought help with him. It's obvious he's calculated everything to the death."
[Emerald Curtain], one of the divine artifacts worshipped by the Elf Race, could unfold a Barrier that outsiders would absolutely never notice, completely severing the karma of this area from the outside world.
Since he wanted to obtain the Emperor Authority, he absolutely could not expose this side of himself to the other elves. From the very beginning, he had them completely trapped in his calculations.
"No, I can give you a chance."