Across from them, the law-based Daluo Golden Immortals of the Chaos Ancient Clan had clearly run out of patience. One after another, they began walking this way, closing in step by step.
On this side, three peak Daluo Golden Immortals stepped forward, their immense auras soaring into the heavens.
The two sides began confronting each other in the void, yet neither dared take another step forward.
With a wave of both hands, Ye Lin summoned Azure Frost and the Godslayer Sword into his grasp.
Godslayer in his left hand and Azure Frost in his right, the acquired spirit treasure and acquired supreme treasure were both assembled.
Ye Lin's eyes constantly swept about as he searched for his target.
Dense streams of panels surfaced before him, their luck values all falling under Ye Lin's scrutiny.
At the same time, Ye Lin discovered a pattern.
The stronger they were, the higher their luck values; the weaker they were, the lower their luck values.
Even the five peak Daluo Golden Immortals at the very front possessed 150 billion luck value each.
But Ye Lin was not foolish enough to fight experts of that caliber.
Whether he could beat them was another matter. More importantly, this was a large-scale battlefield, not a one-on-one duel.
Even if he won, it would only be a pyrrhic victory. What would he do afterward?
On a battlefield of this scale, if one wanted to stay alive, one had to preserve one's strength and keep some trump cards hidden.
Fight while slacking off.
Therefore, picking on the weak was the best choice.
And that was precisely what Ye Lin intended to do.
Staying alive came first; acquiring luck value came second.
"Kill."
After the two sides faced off for so long, the experts of the Chaos Ancient Clan finally