Seeing the complicated expression on Wang Chunyang's face, Mo Lan said beside him, "Senior Brother Wang, worrying now won't help. Our standing is low, and our words carry little weight. We should do our part and leave everything else to fate!"
At Mo Lan's words, Wang Chunyang looked relieved. Although he did not want anything to happen to the Azure Profound Sect, that was simply how things were. They were only ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm disciples. How could they decide the rise or fall of an entire sect...
He slapped his Storage Bag, and a golden talisman flew out. As he formed hand seals and chanted, glowing characters of spiritual light poured into it...
Then Wang Chunyang pointed a finger and shouted, "Go!"
Whoosh!! Golden light quivered, and the golden talisman transformed into a beam that shot toward the horizon at astonishing speed. After a few flashes, it vanished into the distance...
Watching the Messaging Talisman fly toward the horizon, Wang Chunyang and Mo Lan wore complicated expressions. Then they looked in the direction Ye Han and Han Yuwan had gone.
Mo Lan could not help asking, "Senior Brother Wang! Aren't we going to help?"
Wang Chunyang shook his head at her words. "Our cultivation and divine abilities are far inferior to theirs. If we go, we might not only fail to help but become a burden to them instead."
Mo Lan looked helpless too and nodded. "You're right, senior brother. With our meager cultivation, we really can't help...!"
She paused, then said enviously, "Although I'd long heard that Senior Brother Ye Han's cultivation and divine abilities were far beyond those of ordinary disciples, I never imagined he was so powerful."
As though remembering something, Wang Chunyang said, "Yes. I only managed to become a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator because