The thing inside the box was a fragment.
That's right, a fragment. But this was no ordinary fragment—it was a piece of an Earth Grade weapon.
And it was a crucial piece, too.
As long as he fused this fragment into a weapon, he could greatly increase its grade.
His Evil Slayer had already reached the Mysterious Grade High Tier, with one foot over the threshold of Earth Grade.
If he could find a few more treasures and get a fifth-grade or higher weapon refiner to work on it, there was a good chance it would reach Earth Grade.
When all was said and done, Ye Lin was a very sentimental person. He couldn't bear to throw away things he'd used before.
With a thunderous boom, the White Jade Disk shuddered violently.
Suddenly, an aged voice rang out from the sky.
"The numbers are complete. Within half an hour, only five people may remain on the White Jade Disk. If time runs out, all of you will be deemed to have failed."
"At that point, you will be sent back to your original sects and lineages. Now, begin."
As the voice fell silent, an aura of murderous intent filled the previously tranquil White Jade Disk.
Ye Lin silently gave it a thumbs-up.
What a brilliant move.
"Ye Lin, why don't we first deal with these nuisances? What do you say?"
Just then, Zhao Liu called out to Ye Lin from afar.
In his eyes, only Ye Lin was worthy of fighting him. He hadn't paid the others any attention at all.
"Since Senior Brother Zhao put it that way, I agree."
Ye Lin laughed loudly, looking at Zhao Liu, whose aura seemed full and vigorous, as the corners of his mouth curled up.
Ye Lin would bet that Zhao Liu's