"Are you really so outrageously bold that you dare ambush and kill disciples of Nameless Mountain?"
"Since when did ambushing and killing disciples of Nameless Mountain become an act of outrageous boldness? Our purpose this time is to kill you."
"How many years has Nameless Mountain lorded over everyone from on high? As they say, the emperor's throne passes from house to house—this year, it is my family's turn. Now, it is time for Nameless Mountain to step down as well, isn't it?"
The ten Spirit Transformation True Persons wore mocking expressions.
"Oh, and don't even think about calling for reinforcements. Your distress signals can spread no farther than a hundred thousand li, but every force Nameless Mountain has within that range has already been tied down."
"Still, Nameless Mountain truly is arrogant beyond measure. You actually dared to spread yourselves out so thinly to suppress us? Did you really take us for clay dolls?"
"Just watch. One by one, one by one, we will slaughter every last bit of Nameless Mountain's living strength."
After saying that, the ten True Persons did not rush to make a move. They merely stood quietly and watched the battle below.
One Nameless Mountain disciple after another continually fell into the river beneath them.
The river water had been dyed red with blood.
As more and more Nameless Mountain disciples died, the situation on the battlefield grew increasingly grim.
Ye Lin took in everything before him. After observing for a long while, he finally waved his hand.
The disciples behind Ye Lin immediately began to move. Each seemed to have a purpose already in mind, coordinating with one another flawlessly.
Ye Lin had not simply stood by and watched Nameless Mountain's disciples march to their deaths. The truth was, with so few people under