"Stop!"
"Who goes there? State your name."
The entrance to the Ruins of Return was a teleportation array.
At that moment, the array was heavily guarded.
All these soldiers wore armor, and their auras were relatively unfamiliar.
Clearly, the cultivation system they practiced was not one commonly seen in the Three Thousand Continents, though it was not particularly strange either.
It was some variant of the Divine Path.
Cultivating it required the power of faith, but did not rely entirely on faith either.
Lin Fan had little interest in looking into it further.
Fan Jianqiang, however, craftily took out several Storage Bags on his own initiative. "My master and I greatly admire the Ruins of Return and wish to enter for a look around. We hope you can make an exception for us."
As he spoke, he stuffed the Storage Bags into the hands of several supervisors present.
However...
The other party's faces darkened. "You are insulting us!"
"We are all Orthodox Gods of the Ruins of Return. How dare you defile us like this?"
"Leave at once!"
"Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
Fan Jianqiang scratched his head.
Eh???
This...
They actually would not accept benefits?
Could it be that he had been too open and aboveboard about it, making it awkward for them to accept?
He looked at Lin Fan.
However...
The soldiers gave them neither the time nor the opportunity to talk it over. They immediately raised their weapons. "Back off!"
"Let's retreat first."
Lin Fan did not want to start a conflict right away, so he pulled Fan Jianqiang back for the moment.
Seeing them withdraw, the soldiers did not attack.
One by one, they put away their magical artifacts and weapons, watching the direction in which the two had retreated from afar.
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