"We're here—the Asura Clan."
Shangguan Qingyi slowly opened her eyes as well.
She rose slowly and walked out of the carriage, with Ye Lin naturally getting up to follow.
He had already sensed several powerful auras outside the carriage locking onto it.
Those auras carried absolute malice, barely bothering to conceal it.
"Well, well, isn't this Shangguan Qingyi? Shangguan Qingyi, ranked tenth among the Human Race's legacy-level prodigies—what brings you to our Asura Clan?"
"Could it be that you want to have some fun with us?"
The moment they stepped out of the carriage, mocking voices came from every direction.
Ye Lin looked up and saw humanoid creatures surrounding the carriage, their skin blood-red and covered in streaks of black patterns.
These were the Asura Clan.
As for the Asura Clan, Ye Lin had only encountered them once before in that remote region—and those had not been the genuine kind.
These Asura Clan members, on the other hand, could be considered the most authentic of all.
"No matter what, I, Shangguan Qingyi, am not someone trash like you can mock, am I?"
Shangguan Qingyi narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the growing number of Asura Clan experts around her and spoke coldly.
The next moment, an overwhelmingly powerful aura swept outward.
In an instant, the expressions of countless Asura Clan members changed drastically. They spat blood and were sent flying.
Only then did they truly witness the terror of a legacy-level prodigy.
No matter how weak Shangguan Qingyi might be, she was still a legacy-level prodigy of the Human Race, far beyond the likes of them to ridicule.
"Die."
Shangguan Qingyi's face was icy. She was about to strike again and slaughter every last one of them, when a burst of laughter rang out from afar before she