Space was torn open, creating a rift about ten feet long. An old man leaning on a dark blue staff slowly stepped out. It was none other than the Yao Family Ancestor, Yao Jiangcang.
With his appearance, the previously fierce battlefield instantly came to a standstill. Many members of the Allied Army looked at one another, their eyes filled with shock.
"How did the Yao Family Ancestor enter the realm too? Didn't they say only those below the Dou Venerate realm could enter this realm?"
"Idiot, can't you see it yet? He's in league with that Mo Xiu! Those two fooled every one of us!"
"Damn it! Two Dou Venerate experts... can we still get out alive?"
"Calm down. From the looks of it, Senior Yao is opposed to the Bei Ming Sect Leader. Given his character, he probably won't make things difficult for us."
"I &￥...＃..."
Mo Xiu looked at Yao Jiangcang, whose expression was somewhat unpleasant, and his smile carried a trace of mockery. "The ever-upright Yao Ancestor has ended up colluding with trash like us after all?"
"If you called me out merely to provoke me into anger with such words, then spare me!" Yao Jiangcang's expression returned to calm. He coldly swept his gaze over the battlefield, which had gradually settled down, before saying, "I never expected you to cooperate with an organization like the Soul Hall—and even bring the Mad Lion Sect into this."
Mo Xiu shrugged helplessly. "The Mad Lion Sect wasn't brought in by me. They began cooperating with the Soul Hall five years before I did."
Yao Jiangcang ignored Mo Xiu's explanation. With a wave of his hand, the severely injured Yao Hongwu flew over before him. Supporting him with one hand, the old man continued, "You and I both came