"Who is this?" Pei Yan, feeling anxious, turned his head to ask Mei Simiao beside him.
"Yu Xueli, one of the elder members in the hall. He joined later than Former Minister Cen, but earlier than Elder Lin. He retired to enjoy his life at home, but after being re-employed this time, he broke through the final barrier with the transformation of his origin and entered the ninth tier. It's said it reignited his vigor and extended his lifespan. Hearing about the troubles related to the Daoist Plane, he was one of the elderly who volunteered to come," Mei Simiao whispered into Pei Yan's ear.
"How is his strength? It shouldn't be dangerous, right?" Pei Yan watched Yu Xueli narrowly avoid several attacks, uncertain about the old man's current mindset. Pei Yan was quite frightened—not just concerned about the old man's safety, but also about their own morale. If this battle couldn't intimidate the opponent, it would be much harder to plan their next move.
