"That's right!"
Ye Buyu twisted the electric scooter's throttle and charged forward astride Calamity.
"Kill them!"
Wan Lan had an arrow on her string, but the sight of Ye Buyu riding the electric scooter interrupted her.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Like a soldier riding a warhorse, Ye Buyu charged toward the Calamities in the Hidden Gathering Place, then leaped into the air amid the engine's roar.
"Wan Lan, shatter it!"
A sharp arrow pierced the clouds and instantly struck the abandoned electric scooter. An explosive roar rang out, sounding the charge.
The Void Cultists in the gathering place flew into an uncontrollable rage. When they saw that only six people had come, arrogant mockery preceded reason.
"Just six people..."
The smoke cleared, and fierce winds whipped up the hems of the six people's clothes, imprinting their spirited figures in the cultists' eyes.
The lead Void Cultist's expression changed drastically.
"Hold Up the Heavens?!"
His confusion and astonishment were undisguised. Severely weakened, they had no strength to spare to participate in this great war over the Present World's survival.
Even knowing that the true members of the Void Order were helping the people of the Present World build fast routes to the battlefield, they could do nothing to stop them.
It was not that they had no time to spare, but that those people had pinned them down completely, leaving them unable to intervene at all.
A one-eyed old man with withered, graying hair stepped out and looked at the six, his gaze finally settling on Kou Ying.
"Where's Qing Yang? Isn't he coming?"
Kou Ying shook his head. "He left. He went with those people to the next battleground, while you are the assignment left for us."
The old man scoffed. "You? Six Sixth Tiers?"
Wan Lan folded