"Mu Yan, don't fail to appreciate kindness! My senior brother is a Sacred Hall disciple. His willingness to spar with you is a sign of respect!" Bai Xingya believed Ye Tian would definitely be unwilling to agree and hurriedly spoke up.
Seeing that Shu Yangyao wanted to make a move, he went with the flow and placed his hopes on Shu Yangyao.
If Shu Yangyao could defeat Ye Tian, it would at least help him vent some resentment.
"If you fight my senior brother, then aside from the wager we agreed upon earlier, I will give you another promise!" Thinking this, Bai Xingya feared Ye Tian would refuse and took the initiative to raise the stakes again.
"Xingya, there is no need for that," Shu Yangyao hurriedly said. "If Fellow Daoist is willing to fight, that promise will be on me!"
"My senior brother's promise is naturally my promise!" Bai Xingya valued Shu Yangyao's favor greatly and said.
"Fine, I accept!" Ye Tian gave Shu Yangyao a deep look, then nodded lightly.
He had already seen why Shu Yangyao insisted on sparring with him.
However, since Shu Yangyao had been willing to leave the Sacred Hall of his own accord, it meant that he must also have been unable to stomach the cruel massacre of disciples carried out by Immortal Dao Mountain and the Sacred Hall.
From that alone, Ye Tian knew that even if Shu Yangyao was not his friend, he definitely would not be his enemy.
Once they took their stances, Shu Yangyao did not hesitate. With a lift of his hand, several talismans flew out.
The moment those talismans appeared, they burst with a bang into several fireballs. Amid surging flames, they condensed into several ghostly figures over ten zhang tall.
Flames blazed across the ghostly figures'