"Let's go."
Ye Lin slowly rose to his feet. Under the watchful eyes of the gathered Dao Fruit Daluo, the four of them took a single step and vanished in an instant.
Yet Ye Lin felt uncertain.
The Chaos Ancient Clan was strong—extremely strong.
If they truly treated Heavenly March Prefecture as their first landing point, then without question, the forces of Heavenly March Prefecture would be unable to stop them.
In the end, Heavenly March Prefecture would inevitably fall.
But that was only speculation. Everything depended on the attitude of the Chaos Ancient Clan.
If they had truly come for the Origin Continent, then all the major powers across the entire Origin Continent would be unable to sit still.
"I really do bring unrest wherever I go."
Ye Lin could not help rubbing his brow.
Before he came, the Origin Continent had been peaceful for who knew how many years.
Now that he was here, it showed signs of descending into chaos.
Trouble followed him wherever he went.
"Looks like Elder Ye is quite the unlucky fellow."
Beside Ye Lin, Chu Qinxin covered her mouth and giggled.
Ye Lin merely smiled and shook his head without speaking.
The four moved swiftly, arriving at the Supreme Heavenly Palace in the blink of an eye.
The moment they emerged from the void, they saw figure after figure standing in the distant sky.
Opposite them stood the majestic and imposing Supreme Heavenly Palace, with more than a dozen figures gathered before it.
The two sides simply faced each other in confrontation.
At the very front, an old man sat cross-legged in the void, utterly motionless.
Across from him stood an bizarre creature covered in scales, with three heads and six arms.
"So it is Elder Wang. Please."
The figures in the distance