Although they were only two minor figures at the Earth Immortal realm, Ye Lin did not dare underestimate them.
These were soldiers of the Great Qin Imperial Dynasty, and ones stationed at the border at that. They represented its face.
"We come from the Crimson Wasteland. The Crimson Wasteland has now been occupied by demons and devils, so we came here seeking refuge."
Ye Lin answered.
"I see. If you wish to enter Western Qin Phoenix Province, you must register. Come, fill this out—your identity, cultivation, place of origin, and so on. Fill it in truthfully."
"Don't make anything up. If your identity is found to be false, the experts of our Great Qin Imperial Dynasty will arrest you."
One of the soldiers took out a small table, then placed paper and a brush upon it as he spoke softly.
At this, a trace of surprise flashed through Ye Lin's eyes.
Registration?
The Great Qin Imperial Dynasty's power exceeded his imagination.
Was the Great Qin Imperial Dynasty truly this powerful?
How vast was a single province?
Ye Lin did not know.
But its total area was certainly no smaller than a starfield.
And across such an enormous territory, they still required registration. This meant that the Great Qin Imperial Dynasty could grasp the basic information of any cultivator within Western Qin Phoenix Province.
Such a measure was truly terrifying.
However, Ye Lin pondered only briefly before stepping forward and picking up the paper and brush to begin filling it out.
In any case, this information was of no use.
The questions on the blank paper were simple.
Name, cultivation, place of origin, and purpose for entering Western Qin Phoenix Province.
Of these, cultivation only needed to be filled in roughly.
Some cultivators simply did not like revealing their cultivation. In