Upon hearing Si Mo's name, Ye Yu's steps paused.
Because the Nascent Soul Cultivator Zou Yitian had brought in as an auctioneer back then was named Si Mo.
At this moment, inside the main hall of the Seven Suspended Sect, the Great Elder wore a complicated expression while the people below kept trying to persuade him.
"Great Elder, stop hesitating. It's almost time to switch shifts. If we don't leave first, what if they leave before us?" one disciple said through gritted teeth.
Over the past few days, the Nine Nether Blood Spring had grown increasingly unstable. The entire Seven Suspended Sect had split into two groups, taking turns suppressing it with spiritual power to keep it under control for the time being.
But the Nine Nether Blood Spring was clearly worsening by the day. Breaking through the seal was only a matter of time.
Once it truly erupted, all of them would more or less be contaminated by some Nine Nether Blood Qi. When that happened, everything would truly be over.
"Great Elder, we really can't hold on anymore. No one is coming. If Si Mo had truly gone to the Wang Family to ask for help, he would have returned long ago. He ran away! Even the sect master's own son ran away! What are you still holding out for? Let's go!"
A crowd of people tried to persuade him with painstaking sincerity. If the Great Elder did not nod, they could not leave.
The Great Elder's expression shifted slightly. "Since the Young Sect Master has already left, there is no need for us to persist any longer. Let's go!"
Seeing that the Great Elder had finally agreed, the group looked delighted. They immediately turned into streams of light, broke through the roof, and departed from the Seven