"Ye Zun, hold on!"
Just as Ye Tianming became mired in a desperate battle, Ning Lin, Yan Xiaoyi, Zhang Dabing, and several other Warrior experts of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance charged out from inside the Silver Fish Immortal Ship.
They, too, had sensed the final crisis approaching. They no longer held any hope of saving the Silver Fish Immortal Ship and wanted only to rescue Ye Tianming so they could plan their next move.
They had even stopped considering whether doing so still had any meaning.
"Why? Why do you still fight on with your backs to the wall?" A sharp gleam flashed through Sun Zhuo's eyes. He seemed to be asking a question, yet also murmuring to himself.
"Hm? Aren't those Ning Lin and Yan Xiaoyi?" Someone in the Azure Cloud Sect recognized two of them.
Ning Lin's cultivation was profound, having already reached the realm of a Heaven Tier emperor-rank Warrior, and the Azure Cloud Sect's previous intelligence reports contained detailed records of him. Yan Xiaoyi, by contrast, was only at late Earth rank and was far less well known.
Someone immediately asked, "Who is that man?"
"No one important. Just a grassroots rogue cultivator who rose to prominence a little over ten years ago," the man who recognized Yan Xiaoyi answered dismissively.
"Another grassroots rogue cultivator?" Sun Zhuo marveled, clicking his tongue.
Lei Weng said solemnly, "The Heaven-Slaying Alliance has always been known for nurturing grassroots cultivators. Their efforts to spread their teachings throughout the heavenly realms over the years have indeed borne some fruit."
Old Xing added, "Without such means of winning people's hearts, they could never have kept growing stronger. In truth, even if we kill Ye Tianming and seize the Silver Fish Immortal Ship today, it will amount to no more than destroying their headquarters,