"This has become a huge mess..."
Gu He and the others narrowed their eyes as they watched the increasingly chaotic situation in the arena, unsure whether they should intervene.
"Hm?" He keenly sensed that something was off. Yun Leng, who had taken the lead in stirring things up, still looked calm, without the slightest hint of anger, as though everything remained under his control—like he possessed the steady composure of someone who held the bigger picture in his grasp.
"Could the Misty Cloud Sect have some other trump card?"
He looked at the people still standing beside Xiao Wujiu. Apart from Xiao Wujiu, whom he could not see through, there were three others whose strength he could not fathom. Besides them, there were merely two Dou Kings and one Dou Ling.
The Misty Cloud Sect had quite a few Dou King elders. Aside from Yun Lei, Yun Sheng, and Yun Li from earlier, there were elders such as Yun Sha, Yun Fu, Yun Xu, and Yun Du, none of whom could be underestimated. Together with Yun Leng himself, that was indeed a formidable force. But those four people whose depths even he could not discern...
"Forget it. I won't interfere in this matter."
In the end, Gu He made up his mind. He would not wade into this muddy water. In any case, he was only an alchemist. His actual combat ability was not particularly strong, and one more person like him would not make much difference in a fight.
Xiao Yan arrived at the edge of the plaza. Looking at the chaotic battle and the many Dou Emperor-level experts, even his heart could not help trembling.
"Teacher, how many powerful experts are there here? Does Cousin Wujiu really have that much influence?" He clicked his tongue in amazement.