But he could not do it.
Not to mention Li Xiaoyao, a Golden Immortal—just the Heavenly Saint Imperial Dynasty marquis's Identity Token hanging at his waist was enough to make him afraid to act rashly.
The Heavenly Saint Imperial Dynasty generally took the protection of its officials extremely seriously.
Whoever dared lay a hand on an official of the Heavenly Saint Imperial Dynasty would die.
"Alright, look around. This should be the burial ground of some great ancient expert."
"Remember, do not disturb the senior's eternal rest."
The old man looked up at the Bronze Coffin above them and spoke calmly.
Ordinarily, in order to avoid being disturbed after death, powerful experts would leave some treasures behind in their tomb chambers.
Those treasures were naturally meant to buy off grave robbers.
And now, they counted as grave robbers too.
Though the three women behind him were dissatisfied upon hearing their old man's words, they said nothing and instead began walking around to explore.
"..."
"There are many auras ahead. Not a single one belongs to a Human Race expert."
Within the passageway, Li Xiaoyao spoke in a low voice.
Among those auras were even several that he found troublesome to deal with.
If a fight broke out, their chances of winning were less than ten percent.
And there were no Human Race experts either, which meant they had no allies.
Ye Lin weighed the Identity Token at his waist.
"Now we're relying on this thing. I hope it works."
As he hefted the Identity Token, Ye Lin murmured under his breath.
Now was the time to test how much weight this token carried.
He hoped that Emperor's name was influential enough. Otherwise, they might not necessarily be able to leave this place safely.
Once they left the passageway, they saw