"Finish these bastards quickly. A huge change has occurred at the front lines—if we don't leave now, it'll be too late."
On the distant battlefield, a stowaway said anxiously, staring coldly at Dugu Feng, whose aura was growing ever weaker before his eyes.
"Leave? Finish my ass. If you kill this guy, the force behind him will raze your whole family."
A cold snort rang out. Clearly, he knew Dugu Feng as well.
"Then we leave immediately."
For a time, all the stowaways departed one after another. Even Dugu Feng, weak of aura, was utterly baffled at the sight.
These people had clearly been on the verge of killing him, so why had they given up halfway through?
This was obviously not their usual style.
Still, he inwardly let out a sigh of relief. It was good that they had left. Good that they had left.
Facing three enemies alone had been far too much of a strain.
"Everyone, are you all right?"
Dugu Feng looked at the people who had fought alongside him and asked weakly.
"I'm fine. Not dead yet. Let's go—back to the city. Let's see what exactly happened that made those bastards leave just like that."
With that, the group turned and headed toward the city walls.
After entering the city and listening to the explanations of the other cultivators, Dugu Feng finally understood. Ye Lin had directly slain Lu Cang.
This left him utterly shocked. He had known Ye Lin was strong, but he had never imagined Ye Lin would be this strong.
Lu Cang had been revered as a god by those stowaways; his combat power was no trivial matter.
Yet even he had been slain by Ye Lin.
Amid his shock came excitement. He had not followed the wrong person. The stronger Ye