Nascent Soul Immortal Clan Yang Family

The other spirit bird controlled by Ma Bi continuously sent out divine-sense messages.

"Strange. Why can't we see any Yang Family members on the city wall? Shouldn't they be fighting alongside the Capital City's Imperial Guards?"

"They were clearly there before."

"Could the Yang Family know they can't win, so they... abandoned these people?"

Ma Bi's suspicions were not without reason.

The other Golden Core cultivators put themselves in that position and thought it over. If they truly encountered such a situation, they most likely would not risk a rescue either.

"If they ran away, we won't get anything at all. Damn it!"

"The Yang Family is cunning to such an extent!"

"Don't let these low-ranking Yang Family descendants really die, or how will we demand benefits from the Yang Family after we get out?"

Seeing the Wandering Corpse vanguard and the Imperial Guards fighting until their brains were splattered like dog heads, with the battlefield ahead becoming a flesh-and-blood millstone, Ma Yan and the other cultivators began to panic as well.

They wanted the Yang Family members dead too, but dead Yang Family members were not what they wanted.

Formation-Breaker Master Jie Yu let out a cold snort.

"The Yang Family is truly ruthless. So many descendants of their own clan, and they can abandon them just like that. I wonder whether these people harbor resentment toward their Lineage."

"Amitabha~ Good, good. My Buddha is merciful. Why don't we act and save these people first?"

Shi Xin, the wine-and-meat monk of the Buddhist Sect, wore a compassionate expression, though he had already decided that he would seize several of them and exchange them with the Yang Family after leaving.

"No rush. These people are surnamed Yang, and they are cunning as foxes. They have not reached the brink of