Bai Qianyu and the Nine Peak Masters had no idea that the young man before them was Qin Wuyou.
Nor did they know that Qin Wuyou had already reached the supreme peak realm.
So when they heard the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Mountain openly trying to poach him, every one of them nearly exploded with rage.
But they also knew that the gulf between them and the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Mountain was far too vast. Even if they flew into a rage, it would accomplish nothing.
Besides, even a fool could see the predicament the Xuantian Holy Land now faced.
Although Tianyu Supreme had just declared with imposing confidence that the Xuantian Holy Land feared no one, they knew perfectly well that its strength was nowhere near enough to stop the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Mountain, a seventh heaven supreme.
Even with the protective sect formation behind them, they could at most hold out for a few more days. It would not change the Xuantian Holy Land's fate of annihilation.
At that thought, Bai Qianyu found himself letting go. He looked at the young man before him and sighed. "Young man, strictly speaking, you aren't really the Imperial Scion of our Xuantian Holy Land. If you can become the disciple of the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Mountain, that would be a fortunate turn of fate for you! Go without worry. Our Xuantian Holy Land won't stop you! I'm sure the ancestor would be willing to let you leave, too!"
Tianyu Supreme could naturally tell that Bai Qianyu was looking out for Qin Wuyou, trying to give him a way to survive.
If this truly had been an ordinary young man he had nurtured, Tianyu Supreme would certainly have let him leave.