"Boom..."
Over a hundred strong warriors descended, landing not far in front of Robert Cain and Ye Xuan.
"Demon Ye, surrender yourself! You have no way out."
"Indeed. If you give up your futile resistance, perhaps you'll be allowed to keep your corpse intact."
The voices of those strong warriors were filled with disdain and ridicule.
Ye Xuan, his breath dwindling, was on the verge of death and had completely lost his combat ability.
In such a situation, even a single Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator could go up against Ye Xuan, cut off his head.
As for Robert Cain, after running for a long time, his injuries and burdens had already brought him to the brink of collapse, not worth fearing.
Without a doubt, Ye Xuan and Robert Cain were doomed this time.
"Enough of the nonsense, make your move quickly!"
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed coldly, his posture was defeated, his body dripping with blood, yet he held a pitch-black long sword in his hand.
