If they colluded with the Stowaways now, then they would be two-faced, and the Golden Immortal factions supporting them would resolutely withdraw that support.
Then they would be the ones in danger.
"Enough, don't be discouraged. At the very least, he doesn't dare attack us openly right now. We need to make plans as well—the mighty figures across the entire Demon Domain are waiting to see us make fools of ourselves."
Ye Lin spoke softly as he looked at the people before him. They were only at the early stage of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm. A direct confrontation was impossible, and their situation was extremely awkward.
Hearing Ye Lin's words, the others had no good solutions either. Their opponents were all late-stage Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals, or even at the peak.
What could a group of newly ascended Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators like them do? Nothing at all.
As for facing them head-on? Don't joke around. They would die in a single exchange.
"Li Changsheng, get out here!"
Just as everyone was thinking and discussing, a furious roar suddenly rang out from the starry sky ahead of Ye Lin. Luo Chen, who had only just left, was now striding across the starry sky with a long sword in hand.
Over a hundred figures followed behind Luo Chen, each carrying a different weapon as they strode through the starry sky toward the distance.
The auras emanating from them shook the entire starry sky. As they passed by, the cultivators behind Ye Lin all retreated several steps.
The auras on these people were too powerful—so powerful that they could not even withstand the aura leaking from their bodies.
"Hm? Luo Chen, I warned you just now, yet you already can't hold back? Don't waste your effort."
Li Changsheng's cold