Inside the chariot.
The Upper-Grade Lin Clan's voice was calm and unhurried.
There was no hint of real anger in it.
Everyone had expected a brutal battle when the Upper-Grade Lin Clan showed up.
But now, it seemed they weren't in any rush to make a move.
Evan Lin stood there, gazing into the distance.
The colossal Great Bronze Sarcophagus had already been dragged over by crimson chains and was now parked several miles away.
The Stone Matron atop the sarcophagus stood tall against the wind.
The statue, which should have been lifeless, suddenly turned its head and looked straight at Evan Lin.
In the sky above...
Not long after, several more streaks of light shot over.
They were all Stone Matrons!
They took up positions all around, each one fixing their gaze on Evan Lin.
"Do you know what they are?"
"Where did they come from, anyway?"
Evan Lin stared at the Stone Matrons, unable to keep from asking in a deep voice.
These Stone Matrons had always been a puzzle buried deep in Evan Lin's heart.
Evan had visited every place where they appeared.
Sometimes, it even felt like they were watching him.
"You want to know where they come from?"
Inside the chariot, the Patriarch of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan spoke in a slow, steady voice: "Even I have no way of knowing that."
"But there is a record in the ancestral teachings of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan."
"When the Stone Matrons appear, it means heaven and earth are about to revive."
"The ancestral command must not be defied."
"Now that the Stone Matrons have appeared, if you still refuse to step aside and leave the girl behind you, don't blame us for going all out."
"At this point, even if That One showed up, there'd be nothing he could say."
The Patriarch's words carried a heavy sense of authority.
It wasn't that he didn't want to make a move.
But he was also held back by That One's status within the Upper-Grade Lin Clan.
Otherwise...