Li Gunan, Ghost Face, and Lin Dun, along with the cultivators they brought, were entangled in a chaotic battle where friend and foe were indistinguishable.
As the melee dragged on, everyone's eyes turned red with frenzy, and almost each person had sustained injuries, their clothes stained with blood.
Even Li Gunan, Ghost Face, and Lin Dun carried wounds.
The three fought among themselves fiercely; you strike me, I strike you, yet none seemed able to overpower the others.
Of course, their mutual distrust contributed to this; the three harbored suspicion against each other and shared no trust.
Seeing the three locked in battle, well aware that none could defeat the other, they continued to fight intensely, not knowing how long the battle would persist.
Just then, Lin Fei, Leng Ying, Qin Yunyue, and others, along with three Holy Birds, approached within a few dozen meters.
"Hey, all of you stop! I have something to say!" At this moment, Lin Fei shouted to those in battle.
