The five's cultivation was hardly worth mentioning; all were only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Yet they seemed to harbor some tremendous hatred for one another. Not only did Dharma Treasures dance across the sky, their hands also kept forming shifting seals, and rumbling booms battered the ear without end, until even the Ancient Demons watching from the side gradually retreated farther and farther away...
Judging by the situation, the side that seemed to be a brother and sister pair was clearly no match for the other. After all, everyone's cultivation was about the same, but the other side had one more person than they did.
Three against two. It did not seem like much of an advantage, but it was already enough to sway victory and defeat.
That brother and sister were merely bitterly holding on.
Lin Xuan frowned.
Originally, he had no interest in meddling in the petty affairs of such juniors. However, on the collars and cuffs of this brother and sister's robes, there were several ancient-looking white cloud emblems embroidered.
"Xianyun Sect!"
Lin Xuan lifted a hand to his forehead, and a soft sigh entered his ears. "They're actually Little Fellows from that sect?"
Although Lin Xuan had become the Supreme Elder of that sect solely for the purpose of borrowing its Spirit Vein for secluded cultivation, as an immortal cultivator, he naturally could not be said to have any sense of belonging or affection toward an Ancient Demon sect.
Yet men were not grass and trees. In any case, he had stayed with that sect for so long, and the disciples of Xianyun Sect were respectful to him to the extreme. If he ran into two Little Fellows being bullied outside, then if he did not know, that would be one thing. But to