They had been nearby for half a day already.
Naturally, they had sensed the terrifying aura of battle earlier. They knew that one of the combatants was Eastern Overlord Sikong Jing, and they had seen him force back the Thoughtless Sacred Sect's sedan-bearing woman, even scatter over a thousand spirit shadows with a single roar.
Naturally, they had also seen that Sikong Jing appeared seriously wounded.
But just as they had analyzed earlier, they did not know how severe Sikong Jing's injuries were. While everyone around them had not dared approach, Senior Brother Chang had suddenly said he wanted to come up and take a look.
Thus, the other Wrath Mountain disciples could only follow him to Sikong Jing's side.
But now, they were afraid.
This Eastern Overlord brat was simply too monstrous. Back at Old Man Gate, a single claw strike had made Pei Fenyi suffer greatly. Now, he had turned the tide and defeated the Thoughtless Sacred Sect's sedan-bearing woman. As long as his injuries were not severe enough, they were dead for sure.
Yet upon hearing this, Senior Brother Chang sneered viciously.
"What are you afraid of? Wealth and honor are sought amid danger."
"Didn't you see how terrifying the imperial artifact on him is?"
"As long as I obtain his imperial artifact, I, Chang Fei, will be able to fight even Thoughtless Sacred Sect disciples. If we wait any longer, even the yellow flowers will have gone cold."
As Chang Fei spoke, a rolling chill gleamed in his eyes as he stared at Sikong Jing.
The next instant, his face twisted madly. "Eastern Overlord brat, I am Chang Fei, son of Chang E, the master of Wrath Mountain, and Wrath Mountain's Spirit Battle Realm genius. Your imperial artifact is mine."
After introducing himself, Chang Fei abruptly