The Flame-Slaying Alliance's Collective Pie in the Sky, and the Man Who Had Killed Xiao Yan Once

Feng Lie's eyelid twitched slightly.

Sure enough, aside from Lin Shu, whose intelligence had gone offline, none of the others were easy to deal with.

The current "Xiao Yan" certainly looked incapable of putting up much resistance, but Feng Lie still felt uneasy.

Buzz!

Just as everyone hesitated, space rippled slightly.

Chief Steward Meng actually appeared before them once more.

Moreover, judging by his appearance, he had not suffered the slightest injury.

"The Flame-Slaying Alliance, is it?"

"I will protect Xiao Yan. If you still wish to attack, I will see this through to the bitter end."

After appearing, Chief Steward Meng looked at Feng Lie and the others and spoke calmly.

Lin Shu's strike had indeed been extremely dangerous. Under normal circumstances, Chief Steward Meng would certainly have died.

At the critical moment, he had used the Substitute Puppet, saving his life.

He had then traveled through the void at top speed and returned to the Jia Ma Empire.

Since he had already stepped forward to protect "Xiao Yan," he absolutely could not give up halfway.

He still needed Xiao Yan to refine a new body for him, making him a man with all five limbs intact.

"You misunderstand, Senior."

"We have nothing to do with that man from earlier."

"Besides, the ones our Flame-Slaying Alliance seeks to slay are not Xiao Yan, but the Ancient Eight Clans, who sit high above everyone else and regard all living beings as ants."

"The so-called 'Flame' is merely a symbolic reference."

"Our Flame-Slaying Alliance was founded to benefit the vast ranks of cultivators on the Dou Qi Continent, not to target any particular individual."

Seeing Chief Steward Meng turn his spear toward them, Feng Lie hurriedly explained.

He even patched up his own story, forcibly dragging the Ancient Eight Clans into