But facing Lin Xuan, how was that any different from sending them to their deaths?
Sure enough, Huang Yan spoke up. "How could this rabble of chickens and dogs possibly stop Lin Xuan?"
Xing Tao nodded, clearly sharing the same thoughts as his junior brother.
"Amitābha!"
"The cultivation of us disciples from Brahma Sound Temple is insufficient, and the junior brothers from our affiliated sects cannot effectively hold Lin Xuan back either."
Xu Wang recited a Buddhist invocation and voiced his opinion as well.
Yu Xing glanced at the silent prodigies of his own side, the meaning plain without words.
"Fine!"
"Then why don't the few of you go? You've all already reached the Emperor Realm anyway."
"Just don't die. Delay him a little longer for this Young Lord. Once this Young Lord breaks through, I'll come help immediately."
Young Lord Wind Fiend's low voice rang out, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips.
At this moment, he took self-interest to the very limit.
"You..."
Yu Xing wanted to say something, but when the words reached his throat, he forcibly swallowed them back down.
There was no helping it. Young Lord Wind Fiend was simply too powerful right now.
All one could say was that Young Lord Wind Fiend truly deserved his Imperial Purple Talent. Under the tyrannical power of the Soul-Burning Spirit Gathering Pill, his spiritual power had surged all the way upward. He had even built a soul foundation from nothing, condensed an Emperor Soul, and was rapidly advancing toward the mid stage of the Great Emperor Realm.
His current strength had even surpassed Xing Tao and Huang Yan, who had begun tempering their soul foundations long ago. Their Heavenly Gold Talents after rebirth were far inferior to his.
"We went to great lengths to