At the same time, the old man sprang into action and immediately began treating the middle-aged man.
After receiving treatment, the middle-aged man no longer coughed up blood. Though he could not recover in the short term, being able to halt his injuries so quickly was already quite good.
The middle-aged man composed himself and held his breath, forcefully suppressing all the injuries in his body.
"Attack! This brat is a tough nut to crack. Use the combined attack formation! We must kill him here—we absolutely cannot let him leave. Otherwise, he will surely become a mortal threat to our Divine Alliance!"
The old man's eyes flew wide in rage as he charged straight at Ye Xiwen. Every move was aimed at taking his life. He hated Ye Xiwen to the bone and gave him no chance to evade.
Yet Ye Xiwen handled the assault as lightly as lifting a heavy weight, dissolving it completely.
But he had no way to continue attacking now, because the young man and the middle-aged man had both joined the battle, charging toward Ye Xiwen.
The three worked together with remarkable tacit understanding. Who knew how many tens of thousands of years they had coordinated for? Their teamwork had already reached the pinnacle.
When the three joined forces, their power was far greater than when they fought alone. Though it could not compare to Ye Xiwen's Martial Dao Avatar, it was still an exceptionally exquisite combined attack technique.
More importantly, unlike the immensely draining Martial Dao Avatar, they could sustain this for longer. They had clearly decided to kill Ye Xiwen on the spot once his Martial Dao Avatar dissipated.
"Die!" The Three Old Men of Tian Qiao moved as one, manifesting great hands that filled the heavens. Carrying rainbow bridges with them, they