"Everyone, kill."
Ye Lin raised the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor in his hand and roared. In the current Profound Origin Scorpion Clan, there was simply no expert capable of stopping him.
Before these Profound Origin Scorpion Clan experts, he was the kind of major boss they had to face.
A terrifying sword light slashed forth, forcing back countless experts before him. As Ye Lin fought, he steadily closed in on that continent.
Once he reached that continent, the outcome of this battle would be decided.
As Ye Lin drew nearer, the surrounding Profound Origin Scorpion Clan experts went completely mad, charging at him one after another without regard for their lives.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Thunderfall."
With a sweep of the long sword in Ye Lin's hand, the Starry Sky around him filled with the power of thunder. Overwhelmingly powerful lightning leaped through the Starry Sky.
The several experts who had rushed forward fastest were blasted away by thunderous Sword Qi, their bodies flying off to who knew where.
"Quick, join forces and stop Ye Lin! We absolutely cannot let him reach the Ancestral Land!"
"That's right, attack together! Don't be afraid. As long as we join forces, Ye Lin will naturally feel immense pressure."
"Exactly. If we attack one by one, we are no match for Ye Lin at all. Only by joining forces can we suppress him."
The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan experts roared one after another.
In a one-on-one fight, not a single one of them could stop Ye Lin.
At this point, their only option was to join forces. Only then would they have a sliver of hope of stopping Ye Lin.
And discussing it so loudly—were they treating the experts behind Ye Lin as complete idiots?
In an instant, experts filled