Origins of the Blood God Sect

Hearing this, the disciples who had survived upon the mountain peak, along with the elders who had fought through the fierce battle, walked toward the positions of their respective sect masters with chests full of doubt.

Likewise, upon hearing Murong Kuangshi's words, Ye Yun walked toward him without a moment's pause.

Arriving at the gathering place of the Purple Extreme Sect disciples, Ye Yun glanced over the group, which had originally numbered over forty people.

At this moment, only a little over ten remained alive, and among these people, most carried varying degrees of injuries.

Among those who survived, Ling Chen and He Yue were also present. Seeing the figures of the two of them, Ye Yun breathed a slight sigh of relief.

In the midst of such a battle just now, he had been unable to break away to rescue them, but now that he saw the two of them were safe and sound, his hanging heart was finally set at ease.

"Junior Brother Ye Yun, it's good to see you're alright. I always said that with your strength, even if I didn't survive, you certainly would!" Seeing Ye Yun's figure, Ling Chen immediately ran over in excitement and said.

"Senior Brother Ye Yun, you're not injured, are you?" Following right behind, He Yue also asked with a worried expression on her face.

Listening to the caring words of the two, Ye Yun felt a sudden warmth in his heart—this was an emotion that made one extremely happy.

"Senior Brother Ling Chen, Junior Sister He Yue, neither of you was injured, were you?

Just now I was unable to break away for a moment, which is why I couldn't go to support you." Looking at the two people before him, Ye Yun spoke in a gentle tone.

"Junior Brother