"Fengwu!" The other members of the Yi clan hurried over and helped Yi Fengwu to his feet. Then they started to chase after Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng, whose backs were now barely visible.
"Don't chase them. That silver-haired cultivator was right. The few of us can't keep them here." Daoist Golden Needle shook his head.
"But if the Fu and He clans find out about this, I'm afraid..." Worry showed on the faces of several Yi clan members. Though they were all branches of the Qin clan, so many years had passed. If not for the external threat and the secret realm reopening, the clans probably wouldn't have worked together so closely as they did now under the threat of the other clans' powerful cultivators. Even brothers grew distant after a long separation, let alone branches divided for countless years. Their kinship had long since faded. All that remained was their shared interest.
"There's no point worrying about it. I exchanged a few blows with that silver-haired cultivator just now, and I couldn't have held out for even a moment longer. If we fight now, we'll only add to the casualties. My injuries were inflicted by a Spirit Transformation expert, too. We came here to surround that woman in white, but now there's a silver-haired cultivator as well. Even if the Fu and He clan leaders came here in person, the outcome wouldn't be any better." Daoist Golden Needle waved a hand. "The space we're guarding is extremely active and changing greatly. If we fight them and he happens to break into the Eight Wonders Hall, we'll regret it too late."
"What should we do now?" Xiang Qingcheng asked.
"Let's find the two of them first. As for the Eight Wonders Seal, the few of us are too weak