"What the hell? Little brother, don't tell me you're planning to challenge the Heavenly Court. That idea is absolutely unacceptable, little brother. Listen to your big brother—I'd never lead you astray."
The moment Ye Lin mentioned the Heavenly Court, Li Jinhuang beside him was badly startled.
His little brother's thoughts were far too wild. He absolutely could not go challenge the Heavenly Court.
They might still be able to rescue him from the Ancient Royal Clan, but entering the Heavenly Court meant certain death.
Even if the Human Race pooled the strength of their entire race, they would not even be able to breach a single gate of the Heavenly Court.
"I truly envy you. Death is already knocking at your door, yet you can still be so relaxed."
"Human Race, you gathered so many experts just to save one green little brat? This number is probably already half the foundation of your Human Race, isn't it?"
"Hahaha! I was just thinking—if all of you were to perish here, would the entire Human Race still have a chance to rise again?"
Peals of laughter rang out one after another.
Ye Lin looked up and saw countless densely packed eyes flickering throughout the pitch-black starry sky.
Those eyes brimmed with boundless greed, blinking on and off in the darkness.
The entire scene was terrifying beyond measure.
"Hah. Just you? You're not enough to stop us. Bring over the forces stationed by the Heavenly Court, and perhaps then you might be able to hold us back."
"Indeed. Do you truly think we are fools without brains? If we dared enter, then we possess absolute confidence that we can kill our way back out."
"Exactly. In this old man's eyes, the Ancient Royal Clan is nothing more than that."
The Human Race experts