For a time, everyone who had gone through the great battle actually forgot the Weird Ones' greatest advantage: transformation.
Just like his foolish little brother, who had been so enraged by a single sentence that fury attacked his heart.
What else could he, as the elder brother, do? He could only silently follow behind him and escort him along the way.
Honestly, sometimes he truly envied Qin Huang for having such a wonderful younger sister.
Not only was she exceptionally talented, but she was also steady-minded and intelligent.
She was simply perfect.
In midair, Qin Ziyan put away her throne and stood on the steps, walking upward one step at a time. Countless Weird Ones charged at her along the way, but she sent them all flying with a single slap.
These ordinary Weird Ones were completely no match for her.
Only Brutal Weird Ones could make her take things a little more seriously.
The others who had climbed onto the stairs were the same. They continuously struck out and slaughtered the Weird Ones, bulldozing their way forward.
These were generally all ordinary Weird Ones, so they posed no pressure whatsoever to them.
Moreover, the Weird Ones were now wholly focused on the so-called sacred relic above and did not actively attack them at all.
What they did not know was that, while they bulldozed their way forward, a blood-red figure was rushing upward, deliberately avoiding the Weird Ones around him.
In that short time, the blood-red figure had already pulled far ahead of everyone else.
"They're still killing Weird Ones at a time like this? Weird Ones can never be killed clean. What matters is that so-called Weird Sacred Relic."
Casting a glance at the crowd behind him as they continued charging and slaughtering, Ye Lin accelerated even further.