No sooner had Mang Tianchi finished speaking than more than a dozen figures shot out of the great hall and flashed to a spot not far from Soul Clear Saint. The leading figure wore a face as dark as water and shouted angrily, "How dare you show such disrespect to my Soul Hall! You are courting death!"
"Mr. Mang, Mr. Feng Lin, if the two of you join forces, can you hold Gu You back for a while?" Yao Ling ignored Gu You's furious roar. Tilting her head slightly, she looked toward the two elders and sought their opinions.
"You want to face that Dou Sheng alone? Isn't that too risky?" Mang Tianchi studied the situation and roughly guessed Yao Ling's intentions. On their side, the Dou Zun-level experts held some advantages in both numbers and quality. But if no one could stop Soul Hall's Dou Sheng and allowed him to slaughter freely, this operation would inevitably come at an extremely terrible cost!
Therefore, someone had to step forward and restrain that Dou Sheng expert!
"If the two of us join hands, I cannot claim we will definitely kill that old dog Gu You, but at the very least, we can fight him to a draw," Feng Lin said without hesitation, his tone firm and decisive. "If we can hold Gu You to a draw, and Miss can also restrain that Dou Sheng expert so he cannot free up his hands, then as long as we drag this out long enough, the rest can join forces and defeat Soul Hall's guards one by one."
He knew well that if this surprise attack ended in failure, recovering Heavenly Snake Mansion's lost territory would have to wait until who knew when. Today, even if he had to stake this old life of