Having said that, Xuan Tian gradually calmed down.
A surge of regret welled up at that moment, flooding his heart.
If only he had known, he never would have provoked Ye Lin.
The first time, Ye Lin had led people to attack their doorstep. Now, he was charging straight for their Ancestral Land.
Ever since Ye Lin had come knocking, he had never imagined that Ye Lin would actually make it all the way to the Ancestral Land.
It was simply too inconceivable.
And now, every wild fantasy had become reality.
Provoke Ye Lin? Why the hell had he provoked Ye Lin if he had known? Why had he ever provoked Ye Lin at all?
No matter how much he regretted it now, everything had already happened. There was no undoing it.
On the battlefield, Bao Xiaotou, who had been wholeheartedly breaking the formation, suddenly frowned. He abruptly opened his eyes, only to see countless Profound Origin Scorpion Clan experts rushing toward him from all directions.
His face instantly drained of color. He was breaking the formation right now, with his entire focus poured into it—he simply could not interrupt it.
More importantly, he was a formation master. Fighting was even less his forte.
He had been careless this time—far too careless.
He had actually started breaking a formation with his full attention in the middle of a battlefield. This was a fucking battlefield taboo.
He was finished.
Just as Bao Xiaotou was about to forcibly sever his connection to the formation and retreat to save his life, a figure suddenly appeared before him.
"Focus on breaking the formation. Leave these small fry to me."
Li Xiaoyao grinned, then charged forward with the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers in hand.
At that moment, Bao Xiaotou was filled with a sense of