"Damn it, what the hell were Sun Dao, Sa Taidou, and those bastards doing?
How could they let Ying Ming Hao and his men break through the defenses so easily?
Now we're caught between attacks from the front and rear! How the hell are we supposed to fight?"
Watching Ying Ming Hao lead his men into the fray, Ling Caichen felt as though a thunderbolt had struck him, as though he had suddenly taken a crushing blow to the back.
Su Yan had already pinned him down completely. Without the other Heaven's Chosen helping him withstand Su Yan's attacks, he would probably have lost long ago.
Now, however, the situation had taken a disastrous turn. Ying Ming Hao was charging toward them with a large force. Faced with such desperate circumstances, Ling Caichen knew full well that continuing to resist would be like smashing an egg against a rock-courting death.
Ling Caichen sighed helplessly, thinking that rather than struggle bitterly only to lose in the end, he might as well raise his hands and surrender to save his own life.
Beside him, Zheng Fei of the Southern Territory, who had also been pursuing Su Yan, looked livid. Creepy venomous insects swarmed all around him, making the Heavenly Prodigies shrink back in fear, unwilling to venture even half a step closer lest the slightest carelessness leave them injured by those poisonous creatures.
"Hehehe... my brother's here. You had such a damn good time chasing me. Now it's my turn to chase you..."
An eerie, sinister laugh rang out. Su Yan, who had been fleeing from everyone's pursuit, stopped scrambling away in disgrace and abruptly turned to face the dozen or so Heavenly Prodigies hot on his heels, throwing himself into a desperate fight.
At the same time, Xiao Yueleng, Zhao