The remaining four inner sect disciples grew increasingly alarmed as the battle waged on.
Not only had they failed to gain any advantage against Ye Qingchen, but he had managed to severely injure two or three of them.
Ye Qingchen's strength seemed inexhaustible, growing more formidable as he fought. He was now actively overpowering them.
Hiding in the shadows, Li Zongrui seethed with anger. He hadn't expected Ye Qingchen to be so strong. At this rate, the inner sect disciples' defeat was certain.
These men had, of course, been enticed by Li Zongrui. Seeing that Ye Qingchen had secured victory at the alchemist conference, Li Zongrui had snuck away from the venue to find the yellow-faced man and his group of inner sect disciples.
Li Zongrui's status as the Young Sect Master naturally made these disciples eager to curry his favor. Furthermore, Li Zongrui had promised that after teaching Ye Qingchen a lesson, they could keep all the low-grade spirit stones on him.
