With [Dusk Veil] bolstering him, Zhang Yuan abandoned the idea of deploying the Pre-Heaven Five-Direction Banners to buy time.
Although the power of [Fivefold Body-Rending Qi] had weakened by half, as long as he maintained the malice in his heart, [Malice Growth] could restore it completely.
Several streaks of flight light descended from the sky.
Wenren Shangzhi, Deng Fuchuan, and Lu Danyan arrived, taking different positions around Zhang Yuan to form a loose encirclement. At a glance, only Deng Fuchuan's side seemed relatively weak.
Deng Fuchuan looked Zhang Yuan over and smiled. "Had I known you were here too, young friend Zhang, I would have brought Yi Ci along so you two could spend more time together. What a pity."
Not everyone in the Wen River Deng Clan was of one mind. Their current attitudes toward Zhang Yuan fell into two camps. One, led by Deng Qiuzhi, regarded Zhang Yuan as a mortal enemy of the lineage and wanted nothing more than to kill him. The other was more ambivalent. With no deaths in their own branches, or only a few and little hatred, they simply did not care.
He, of course, belonged to the second camp. Moreover, his branch and Deng Qiuzhi's hated each other, and his daughter Deng Yici's attitude toward Zhang Yuan was ambiguous, so he had entertained the idea of drawing Zhang Yuan to his side.
Zhang Yuan glanced at him without answering.
Deng Yici would stir up a war. Better she stayed away, lest she cause some unexpected trouble.
Deng Fuchuan, on the other hand, was interesting. He had deliberately left an opening in his position. If Zhang Yuan chose to break out through his side, he would have at least an eighty-percent chance of escaping.
"Zhang Yuan, you had no quarrel with our South