Ye Guyi was undoubtedly the most stunned of all at that moment, even though she had complete confidence in her teacher's strength.
Never had she imagined that her teacher could slay six Titled Douluos with the strength of a Level 70 Soul Saint.
From this day forward, her teacher's illustrious reputation would surely rise to even greater heights!
When Ye Guyi saw the last Evil Soul Master flee, she knew the danger had passed.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, however, she saw the figure in the sky sway and plummet.
Her pupils contracted involuntarily.
"Teacher!"
Ye Guyi hurriedly spread her wings and caught the falling Angel Yan.
At the sight of her teacher's weakened state and the horrific wounds covering her body,
Ye Guyi's tears spilled despite herself. Trembling slightly, she asked, "Teacher, how... how are you?"
"Don't worry about me. They're only minor injuries. Ten days or half a month of rest will set me right. Little Guyi! Take me home..."
Angel Yan spoke weakly, then coughed up another mouthful of blood.
Teacher, your abdomen has been pierced clean through... and you're still calling it a minor injury...
Ye Guyi pressed her lips together. Knowing her teacher was trying to comfort her, she said nothing more and nodded firmly.
"All right, Teacher. I'll take you home!"
With that, she hoisted Angel Yan onto her back and flew off in a particular direction.
At that moment, Ye Guyi's gaze became exceptionally resolute. She had to work even harder to grow stronger.
Even if she could not fight shoulder to shoulder with her teacher in the future, she absolutely could not become a burden to her.
In truth, Angel Yan had not been wrong. Her injuries merely looked severe.
Yang Lin had long since used Emotional Value to