“They’ve gone too far, I’ll fight them!” Tu Feng shouted angrily, his Blood Qi madly rising as he tried to display the Blood Warrior’s Mad Tyrant Blood Skill.
“If we must die, then we’ll die together! No matter what, we can’t just stand here and watch as you’re killed!” Ying Jiu’s figure flickered, as he prepared to use his Flickering Shadow Strike.
At that moment though, an invisible pressure descended and completely suppressed all of them, forcefully canceling Tu Feng’s Mad Tyrant Blood Skill while locking Ying Jiu’s shadowy figure in place.
Chou Xu laughed and taunted, “I told you not to act so presumptuous. A group of trash with no self-awareness, how can mere Transcendents possibly fight with a Saint? I’ll let you all see right now the insurmountable gap between us, killing any of you is as simple as crushing an ant.”
Saying so, he stretched out his hand and grasped towards them.
Tang Yu Xian cried out as she found herself bound by an invisible force that slowly pulled her up into the air.
A moment later, she was floating tens of meters above the ground.
The invisible force that shackled her body grew stronger and stronger, making it difficult for Tang Yu Xian to breathe. Her face turned red and her eyes flashed with unwillingness but no matter how much she wished to resist, she was incapable of even struggling.
Sad and shrill cries rang out from down below.
Cracking sounds burst out from Tang Yu Xian’s body as her bones seemed to break under the strain.
Feeling death beckoning to her, Tang Yu Xian’s heart suddenly became calm as she directed a cold glare towards the one-eyed man named Chou Xu, and the indifferent woman Xiu Li.
*Xiu…*
A sword-like attack suddenly flashed and cut through the air between Chou Xu and Tang Yu Xian.
At the same time, the sound of something being cut apart resounded.
Tang Yu Xian, who had just been imprisoned, breathed in a deep breath as the enormous pressure on her body instantly disappeared, freeing her and allowing her to fall back down to the ground.
A blue light flashed and three figures suddenly appeared, seemingly out of thin air, their bodies wrapped in an ice cold aura.
“Who goes there?” Chou Xu and Xiu Li’s expression changed dramatically as they shouted.
The Transcendents down below also turned their eyes towards these newcomers.
All of them froze up.
In the next moment though, shouts of surprise and joy escaped from their lips.
“Little Lord!”
Yang Kai nodded lightly as he swept his gaze down below.
Familiar faces appeared one after another in front of his eyes.
Tu Feng, Tang Yu Xian, Ying Jiu, Ji Li, Xiao Shun, Yan Ling Xing, Wu Ju…
Most of Yang Family Blood Warrior Hall’s masters were present.
“Yu Xian, are you alright?” Yang Kai asked softly.
Tang Yu Xian’s beautiful eyes filled with excitement as she nodded, “Just some minor injuries, Little Lord doesn’t need to worry.”
“That’s good,” Yang Kai let out a sigh of relief.
“Who are you?” Chou Xu frowned as he stood together with Xiu Li and shouted.