From the moment he had failed to see this fellow's panel, Ye Lin had known that the man before him was perhaps merely an incarnation—or perhaps a quasi-saint.
Now, however, it had been confirmed. This fellow was only an incarnation.
No wonder he had been so calm.
"But if a single incarnation can swindle this many resources, then if there were more..."
Looking at the cultivation resources piled into mountains within the Spatial Ring, Ye Lin sank into thought.
One incarnation alone could swindle so much.
If he made a few more incarnations, wouldn't that be... even faster than robbery?
This was quite a path to making a fortune.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Lin still put away the Spatial Ring.
At this moment, the great battle continued.
Moreover, because the two sides had roughly equal numbers of cultivators, the battle had reached a stalemate.
Neither side could do anything to the other.
At first, these people had been too frightened, so they had been pressed into a beating all along.
But later, they came to their senses. If they did not resist, there was only a dead end waiting for them.
They banded together to fight back.
The fighting strength that erupted between life and death was terrifying. Added to the fact that the two sides had not differed much in numbers to begin with—
the battlefield gradually fell into a deadlock.
"Damn it, let me leave! As long as you let me go, I'll pretend this never happened. I won't come looking for trouble with you, I swear."
"I still have a little family fortune hidden in Phoenix Prefecture. As long as you let me go, I'll tell you where it's hidden."
"I'm begging you, I really don't want to die! I only arrived on the Origin