As for the hired hands, that was even easier to understand—they were the present-world geniuses.
From beginning to end, they had never taken these present-world geniuses seriously. Hired hands, for short—once they had served their purpose, they could simply be discarded.
"A thousand against three hundred? The advantage is ours. Since Ye Lin is so arrogant, let him come."
"Send out the order to prepare for battle. Get ready to welcome our guests."
The young man above put away the map and smiled faintly. He had thought Ye Lin possessed some kind of confidence. Had he really not investigated them before coming?
With such an enormous gap in numbers, he actually dared to take the initiative and come encircle them?
Truly laughable. So what if Ye Lin was powerful? If one person was not enough, then five. Ten. Fifty. A hundred.
He refused to believe they could not kill Ye Lin.
No matter how strong you were, there was always a limit. Moreover, every one of them was a top-tier genius capable of standing on their own in any era.
No matter how monstrous you were, under the siege of so many geniuses, you still had to die.
"Oh, right. Send two people to destroy that so-called Purple Sky City. Leave none of the living beings inside alive."
Halfway through, as if recalling something, the young man said viciously. The black-robed man below nodded lightly, turned, and departed.
For a time, the geniuses of Heaven's Condemnation began preparing for battle. One after another, brimming with fighting spirit, they stood above the heavens, their eyes filled with warlike intent.
This would be the final battle. If they won, they would become the protagonists. If they lost, they would all die.
Because once they lost, the Golden Immortal forces behind them would