At the sight of Du Yu and the others joining the battle, Yinglong's expression changed slightly, and he actually began edging backward.
Du Yu caught Yinglong's little movement with precision, flashed to his side, and said, "Big Dragon, you won't get away even if you leave. Why not fight to the death alongside us?"
Exposed on the spot by Du Yu, Yinglong looked a little embarrassed. But he truly was afraid. Not only did every one of these monks possess an extremely high cultivation level, they also carried themselves as though ready to embrace death.
What normal person who had reached such a cultivation level would not cherish their own life?
Du Yu also knew his demand might be asking too much of Yinglong. After all, this affair had nothing to do with Yinglong in the first place; Du Yu had forcibly dragged him into the battle.
On the surface, he certainly had wronged Yinglong somewhat. But thinking it through, even if Yinglong did not act, these monks would still plunge the world into chaos. When that happened, never mind Yinglong-even Dragon Ancestor Island's continued existence would be in doubt.
Yinglong shifted his enormous body, torn over what to do. If even he could not defeat these evil men, what difference would adding a few Unfettered Immortals make?
Du Yu stopped talking to Yinglong and instead employed his ghostlike footwork to advance and fight the monks.
Seeing Du Yu approach, the monks naturally stirred with murderous intent. After all, the chance to complete their mission was now right before their eyes.
"Du Yu, don't push yourself too hard," Liu Ling said. "Don't forget, we only need to buy time!"
Du Yu understood that, of course, but their opponents' attacks were ferocious. No wonder a mere two hundred men could force