Holding the Identity Token in his hand, he slowly placed it against the green barrier.
"No... don't, you can't go in. Don't open it, don't open it."
Behind him came Xuan Yang's weak voice. Ye Lin merely turned to look at him indifferently.
"Idiot."
With that, the Identity Token in his hand erupted with incomparably dazzling light, and the green barrier, which had seemed utterly impregnable moments ago, slowly dissipated.
In that instant, the scene deep within was laid bare before Ye Lin and his group.
"Let's go in and take a look."
With that, Ye Lin led the two beside him inside.
Seeing this, Xuan Yang in the distance fell into complete despair.
He knew what lay within. It was he—it was he who had let the thieves in.
If anything happened, he would have to bear the price.
If even one item inside went missing and the clan chief held him accountable, not even his grandfather would be able to protect him.
It was over. Everything was over.
"What are you staring at, little fellow? Don't forget about me."
The middle-aged man approached Xuan Yang with a savage grin, looking down at this coward, this moron.
"It's over. Everything is over. The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan is completely finished."
Within a mysterious space, Xuan Tian dropped onto the ground, his expression blank as he muttered to himself.
At this moment, none of his earlier high spirits remained.
From the moment the grand formation shattered, from the moment he saw Ye Lin force his way into the Central Land with his own eyes, he knew that everything was done for.
Their Profound Origin Scorpion Clan was completely finished.
"Young Master? What do we do? What do we do now?"
At this moment, a group of old men came up