If they were going to fight, they would target the core.
As long as they destroyed the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's Ancestral Land, the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's inheritance would be completely severed, and the entire clan would exist in name only.
To be honest, their group was merely a special operations unit—a decapitation unit. As long as they beheaded the enemy, as long as they smashed the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's Ancestral Land and slaughtered all the experts within it, someone would naturally handle whatever remained afterward.
With territory as vast as the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's, it would be a lie to say no one coveted it.
The six Golden Immortal factions that had suddenly reinforced them were naturally eyeing it hungrily. They would not help for nothing.
The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's territory afterward would all belong to them.
As long as they destroyed the Ancestral Land, they would have won everything.
Moreover, this time, the number of Half-Step Golden Immortals on his side added up to more than a hundred. What could the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan use to stop them?
Would the Golden Immortals make a move? He did not know what those Golden Immortals were thinking, but it had already been agreed upon.
Those fellows might be squatting somewhere right now.
The moment that old fellow from the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan could no longer sit still and charged out, a few burly men might drag him into a corner and give him a ruthless lesson.
"We can't delay any longer. We leave now."
With a broad wave of his hand, Ye Lin gave the order. Time could no longer be wasted; if they were leaving, they were leaving.
The next moment, densely packed warships set sail. To accommodate those Heavenly Demons, the experts