The Demise of the Mysterious Yin Sect

"Damn it, Boss, my condition is already terrible. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid there's a risk of falling here."

"Same here."

At this moment, the two old men beside Lietian spoke with troubled expressions. Their conditions had reached their limits; if they didn't recuperate immediately, even as Spirit Transformation experts, there would come a moment when they could no longer hold on.

And the result of not being able to hold on was death.

As the saying goes, the higher the cultivation, the more one fears death.

They had struggled their entire lives, crawling in and out of piles of corpses, and having finally attained such high cultivation and reached such lofty positions, they did not want to die so easily.

"Then let's retreat."

Listening to his two right-hand men, Lietian's expression turned grave, and he shook his head. The three of them quickly fled into the distance.

As for the disciples of the Mysterious Yin Sect in the distance, they were heartlessly abandoned.

Watching the three depart, Ye Lin did not move to block them. If they wanted to run, let them run.

After all, the heaven and earth in the surrounding area had already been secretly sealed off by Taichu; all he had to do was put on a show.

After all, while fighting the three of them just now, he had secretly sensed the gazes of no fewer than ten Spirit Transformation True Persons watching.

Since Taichu and he had already achieved the desired result, there was no need to care about those two anymore; their goal had been met.

After resting for three breaths, Ye Lin arrived above the Mysterious Yin Sect, looking at the Sect Protection Array that had shown no signs of breaking despite being attacked for so long.

"Everyone, move back