"We must prepare for the worst." Seeing their grave expressions, Mu Yi smiled again. "But you needn't overthink it. How could breaking through to the Second Realm be so easy? It's a nine-in-ten chance of death. Perhaps we're worrying over nothing."
"Hahaha! Senior Sister, Senior Brother is right. We shouldn't throw our own ranks into disarray. Even if one of them has broken through, it would only be two against two. We would still have the strength to fight," Li Cong said with a hearty laugh.
His laughter soon stopped, however. The three exchanged glances, then each drew a deep breath. "They're here!"
Numerous figures suddenly appeared outside Poison God Valley. They were actually carrying torches, clearly approaching in the open without any intention of concealing themselves.
"Listen up, people of Poison God Valley and Medicine God Valley! The Hall Master of Medicine King Hall has come in person. Why haven't you come out to welcome him?" one man shouted, stepping forward.
A barrage of concealed weapons answered him. His martial power was clearly considerable, however, and a slight shift of his body took him clear of them. Besides, those throwing the concealed weapons were the weaker disciples of Poison God Valley. They were less able to keep their composure, and the force of their attacks was naturally somewhat weaker as well.
"Are you three still refusing to come out? Do you think these formations alone can stop us?" Once the concealed weapons stopped flying, an old man who looked to be in his sixties stepped out of the Medicine King Hall crowd.
Seeing how arrogant he was, one of the Poison God Valley disciples launched a dart at him.
Yet when the dart, flying with fierce force, came within ten feet of the old man, it shuddered violently, lost