The Jade Emperor shook his head. "They all know where the weak point of the grand formation sealing the Heavenly Palace Ruins lies. As long as they seize the chance to strike it, the formation will definitely collapse within three days."
"Do the Ten Half-Immortals still listen to you?"
Ye Lin asked the Jade Emperor beside him. At that, the Jade Emperor rolled his eyes at Ye Lin. He was only at the middle stage of Dao Integration now. Once those fellows inside came out, it would already be good enough if they did not kill him—listen to him? What a fool's dream.
Ye Lin felt somewhat awkward. He had not expected the Jade Emperor's authority in the Heavenly Palace to be so lacking. After so much time had passed, they no longer acknowledged him.
"Then we'll wait here. If they come out and behave themselves, all the better. If they don't..."
Ye Lin's expression gradually turned cold. If they refused to behave, his alliance could suppress them in an instant and let them know that the times had changed.
"The present age can produce several hundred Half-Immortals. I never expected that in the incomparably prosperous ancient era, just ten Half-Immortals could suppress the entire Eastern Continent. It's rather hard to believe."
Ye Lin rubbed his fingers together, his tone faintly amused.
He had once believed Half-Immortals to be the ceiling of combat power for every race. Yet after such a long period of accumulation, every race had, more or less, produced mighty experts at the Half-Immortal level.
Once you calculated the ratio, it no longer seemed exaggerated. Even the smallest race possessed a population of tens of millions of trillions upon trillions. And that was merely the smallest race. After such a race developed through several thousand or ten