Lu Bu Fan and the other two had been assigned to provide backup. It was a strategy Xu Yi had decided on long ago. Pang Tianze was no stray cat or dog that he could simply kill on a whim.
Lu Bu Fan and the others had requested to come masked. Xu Yi had thought it over and agreed. A little air of mystery would leave the other side guessing, and that was no bad thing.
The moment Lu Bu Fan and the others appeared, the balance of power shifted. What had been a one-sided rout became an even match. Even with the sect leader's secret treasure accounted for, the outcome was impossible to predict.
Lu Zhongyuan's thoughts raced. He sneered, "You'd better hope you stay blessed with good fortune forever, Xu Yi. Sooner or later, I'll settle this score with you." After delivering his parting words, he spread his arms and left.
"Please hurry things along, Elder Zhang. We really can't afford to delay any longer! Our Two Forget Peak has suffered a disaster of epic proportions. How many days has it been now? No matter what, the Old Ancestors should have shown themselves by now!"
Elder Bai railed until his voice was hoarse. Behind him, a group of Middle Executive Elders immediately chimed in, while Elder Zhang, surrounded in their midst, was driven into a wretched state.
"I went to report it. Ancestors Kuang and Lu have given no response at all. They must be in closed-door cultivation. As for the other Old Ancestors, you know I can't get in touch with them. You're anxious, and so am I!"
Elder Zhang was sick to death of it.
Like Wei Zhongxing, he was one of the three elders on the council. After the battle at Two Forget Peak,