"Reassign them. Bring them all over here. The fucking Ancestral Land is about to be gone—what are they still suppressing those things for?"
"As long as we preserve the Ancestral Land, any losses are worth accepting. If the Ancestral Land is gone, then everything is gone."
Xuan Tian roared. The fucking Ancestral Land was about to be destroyed—what was the point of thinking about anything else?
The very foundation of their Profound Origin Scorpion Clan lay within the Ancestral Land: immortal stones, cultivation techniques, immortal arts—everything, all of it, was stored there.
Once the Ancestral Land was breached, the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan's accumulated foundation of hundreds of millions of years would be ruined in a single stroke. By then, no matter what they said, it would be too late.
"Alright, I'll handle it immediately."
The old man naturally understood the urgency of the situation and turned to leave at once.
"Fuck, if I'd known this, I wouldn't have gone and done something so unnecessary. I was such a fucking idiot back then—why did I provoke that Madman Ye Lin?"
At this moment, Xuan Tian regretted it completely. How wonderful it would have been if, after cooperating with Ye Lin, he had simply returned obediently.
Why had he provoked that Madman Ye Lin?
Just because he had provoked Ye Lin once, that Madman now dared to come knocking with an army and ten Golden Immortal experts.
Fuck, if you had this kind of strength, you should have fucking said so earlier! If you'd said so earlier, I wouldn't have provoked you!
He regretted it beyond measure, but what use was regret?
Even if he regretted it, there was no way to undo it now.
Once some things were done, what use was regret?
On the battlefield, countless experts slaughtered one