Fragrant Mi Mountain, Gale Pass.
By the time Ji Yuan arrived, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
The two Phoenix Clan members at the Spirit Transformation Peak Stage who had been guarding Divine Wind Pass had also arrived and joined the fray.
Feng Yu and Ao Guang were fighting in a valley far away. Sand flew, rocks hurtled through the air, and the sky changed color. Several nearby peaks had been sheared flat.
Feng Zhuer, also at the Spirit Transformation Peak Stage, was holding off two opponents by herself. That genuinely surprised Ji Yuan.
Then again, anyone Feng Yu had chosen as his Dao companion was bound to be formidable.
The other two Phoenix Clan members from Divine Wind Pass were facing three True Dragons.
That was more than they could comfortably handle.
So the moment they arrived, Feng Mengtang said, "Wait here. I'm going to help!"
With a slight sway, she became the phantom of a Phoenix and streaked into the fight. With her there, everyone on the Phoenix Clan's side had a single opponent except Feng Zhuer, who still faced two. The pressure on them eased considerably.
Of course, that was assuming Ao Mengxi stayed out of it.
But how likely was that?
She had yet to show herself. Clearly, she was waiting for Feng Zhuer and the others to wear themselves down before coming in to finish them off.
Ji Yuan looked at Feng Zhuer, still fighting two opponents. He was considering whether to help her; standing there watching hardly felt right.
Just then, Feng Ruyu's voice sounded beside his ear.
"Your cultivation isn't high enough. Watch for now. Zhuer can handle two opponents at her level."
"Yes."
Ji Yuan cupped his hands toward the mountaintop. After a moment's thought, he decided it would be less