As he staggered backward, the Daoist Disciple suddenly caught sight of Chen Changqing and Qing Yang.
The two wore the robes of Mount Shu Sect Inner Disciples.
The Daoist Disciple's eyes immediately flashed with delight upon seeing them.
"Fellow Daoists of Shushan, please hurry and lend me a hand!"
At the same time, the Demonic Sect Youth shifted his gaze onto Chen Changqing and Qing Yang.
"Hmm?"
"People from Mount Shu Sect?"
the Demonic Sect Youth muttered in surprise.
Yet when he saw that Chen Changqing and Qing Yang possessed only Foundation Establishment cultivation, the gravity on his face was immediately replaced by contempt.
In his view, they were merely two Shushan Disciples at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. They could not change anything.
"Senior Brother."
"Should we leave?"
Not far away, Chen Changqing asked calmly.
He was no saint, and he had no intention of intervening.
Qing Yang, on the other hand, brimmed with fighting spirit as he replied:
"Junior Brother Chen!"
"We are all part of the righteous path. How can we stand by and do nothing?"
"If it were two righteous cultivators fighting each other, it would be one thing if we chose not to interfere."
"But since one of them is a Demonic Sect cultivator, we have no reason not to act."
Chen Changqing did not pay much heed to Qing Yang's words.
A few days ago, he had destroyed Black Wind Stronghold and slain its Great Chief, Dai Xiongfeng.
Although Dai Xiongfeng had also been a Core Formation cultivator,
he had only condensed one thousand strands of true qi.
But the Demonic Sect Youth before them was a Core Formation cultivator who had condensed more than ten thousand strands of true qi.
The two could not be spoken of in the same breath.
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