As Gong Shanhe and the others returned, Yan San's side swiftly turned their eyes toward Li Yan and the others. They saw a figure shrouded in hazy mist, yet it too radiated a formidable aura.
After confirming that Li Yan was in full vigor and Gong Shanhe had likewise retained his fighting strength, Yan San and his group vanished at an even faster pace than when they had appeared.
If they fought the Tianli Clan now, aside from Yan San himself, the other three wind beasts would absolutely suffer a crushing loss. And who was that powerful presence?
Amid their shock and suspicion, Yan San and the others were filled with fury. Not only had the Tianli Clan not lost any high-level cultivators, their numbers had instead continued to grow.
Seeing the enemy retreat, the Great Elder and the others did not pursue. Gong Shanhe and the Sixth Elder were in far from good condition.
Moreover, they had many questions to ask, especially about how another unknown cultivator with such a powerful aura had appeared.
Within the Tianli Clan, waves of jubilant cries shot straight into the clouds. Men, women, old, and young emerged from their homes and looked skyward, where Gong Shanhe and the Sixth Elder had manifested as enormous phantoms in the air.
For a time, the cheers of the Tianli Clan shook heaven and earth. The entire clan boiled with excitement, and many wept tears of joy.
After Gong Shanhe said a few simple words, he instructed the clan's cultivators and warriors to continue guarding the front lines strictly. Then he and the Great Elder's group flew toward the rear.
Many clan members saw Gong Chen Ying standing beside a hazy figure. That mysterious young cultivator was also standing nearby, and some people even bowed deeply to