The leaders of the various factions no longer dared hesitate. One after another, they turned and left—they had to go make preparations.
Ye Lin had given them only three days. They absolutely could not waste a single second.
The longer they delayed, the lower the value.
Going first and going afterward carried entirely different meanings.
"..."
"What do we do? The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan has truly been wiped out by Ye Lin. Rumors are spreading throughout the entire Northern Demon Domain that Ye Lin has already led his army to our Asura Clan. Everyone, think of something."
Inside a great hall, figures packed the room. They were all powerful experts of the Asura Clan.
Once lofty and untouchable, they now wore faces full of worry.
"What can I do? Ye Lin destroyed the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan because that fool Xuan Tian failed to recognize Mount Tai and tried to surround and kill Ye Lin. He failed, and now Ye Lin has led an army over and wiped them out."
"Even the ancestor of the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan was dealt with by him."
"We assassinated him back then. Who would have thought that bastard would remember it to this day?"
A powerful expert looked thoroughly indignant. Was such a trivial matter really worth all this?
It was not as if they had even succeeded in assassinating him. Did he really have to come knocking at their door?
"Whose idea was that assassination back then?"
The expert seated at the very top swept his razor-sharp gaze over the many experts below.
"Don't try that with me. The assassination was everyone's idea back then, so don't think of making someone else take the blame."
"Even apologizing now is too late. What were you doing back then?"
"What we need to