So what was he supposed to do?
For the sake of the Sacred Lands, he could only hand over the Cosmic Light Hourglass in exchange for information about them and some treasures.
Only then could he get the most out of the deal.
Otherwise, was it worth missing out on the Sacred Lands for one Innate Spirit Treasure?
Besides, whether they could fight their way out was still an open question.
"Whew."
Ye Lin gazed at the Cosmic Light Hourglass before him for a long moment, then gripped it in his hand.
So be it. A trade of resources.
He would use it to secure a chance to enter the Sacred Lands.
Was it worth it?
It was.
At least, that was how Ye Lin saw it now.
Of course, that depended on the Sacred Lands being valuable enough and helping him enough.
Otherwise, he would lose out—and lose out badly.
All Ye Lin could do was take a chance.
He had to gamble.
He was betting that the Sacred Lands were worth far more than the Cosmic Light Hourglass in his hand.
"It worked! The Innate Spirit Treasure, the Cosmic Light Hourglass!"
Below, Star Lord Wenqu's face lit up as he saw the radiance in the sky, the vanished rift, and the Time Tomb fallen still.
It was done.
The Innate Spirit Treasure, the Cosmic Light Hourglass, had been completed.
Their mission was a complete success.
The next moment, he saw Ye Lin striding through the air toward them, the Cosmic Light Hourglass in hand.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin."
At Ye Lin's arrival, Star Lord Wenqu and the others hurriedly bowed, their manner exceedingly polite.
If the records were correct, Ye Lin, holding the Cosmic Light Hourglass, was now the sole god within the Tomb of Time.
It was