Up in the sky.
The gray-robed elder and the black-robed elder kept dragging out the fight with Zhang Yingnian and Zhang Yingshui.
Even though Zhang Yingnian and Zhang Yingshui were going all out, they were still stretched too thin to do anything else.
On the ground, Ghost Venerable and the other cultivators all raised their heads, staring fixedly at the sky.
They had originally thought that Ye Chenfeng would be captured very soon, but who would have guessed that an Elder would suddenly rush out from Medicine Saint Hall, supposedly acting on the Wus' highest directive.
The Wus.
Everyone present knew it had to be that alchemy holy land, otherwise Medicine Saint Hall would never take it so seriously.
They thought that after just one glance at the highest directive, Chang Baiwu and Yu Mingsong would still immediately make a move against Ye Chenfeng.
But Chang Baiwu and Yu Mingsong's expressions seemed somewhat off.
Ye Chenfeng and Cheng Yuanmu's group hovered in midair.
