Ye Yu had never been interested in the Cloud Thunder Sect or its so-called inheritance.
What was more, the Cloud Thunder Sect's formations alone were now enough to rival an Integrated Body Middle Stage cultivator.
It was not that Ye Yu could not break them; there was simply no need.
His goal had already been achieved. The Ye family members had appeared, so naturally there was no reason to continue.
Moreover, Zheng Xiang's goal had not been for himself, but for Lei Dong.
Even if they failed to obtain the inheritance in the end, it would not matter much.
Not to mention that Lei Dong was still Ye Chengjun's teacher in name.
Zheng Xiang gritted his teeth as he looked at the two formations before him. It was not that he was unwilling to accept failing to take the Cloud Thunder Sect and its inheritance; he simply disliked failure.
But things had come to this, and Zheng Xiang could only order a retreat.
The people of the Dark Hall withdrew like the receding tide.
Once they had left the Cloud Thunder Sect's territory, Ye Yu silently sent a thread of divine soul power from within his body to attach itself to that Ye family member.
"Damn it, I've never suffered such a huge loss!" Zheng Xiang cursed.
Ye Yu glanced at Zheng Xiang and said, "There's still plenty of time. The Misty Sect has suffered grievous losses this time, and the Cloud Thunder Sect will draw even more covetous eyes. When that happens, it's not like you won't have a chance to turn the tables."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiang nodded as well. He could only console himself that way.
Then Ye Yu said to Zheng Xiang, "I have something to do and need to leave first. Are you coming with