"Daoist Venerable Zhiyan, it's not that we don't want to fight."
Silver Quan Daoist Venerable chuckled sinisterly.
"The opponent challenged you individually, even if we wanted to intervene, we couldn't."
Daoist Venerable Hao Yun also expressed his delight.
"Now it's up to you. We hope you can display your might, turn the tide, and strike him down!"
After those two rounds of urging each other to fight, they had no good relations anymore.
They were all holding the mindset of sacrificing the one for the benefit of the many.
Daoist Venerable Zhiyan was so angry he couldn't say a word.
The primary issue before him now was how to survive.
For this, he waited and waited.
Waiting all along for Daoist Saint Yuan Ke to suddenly break in.
But unfortunately, he didn't see it happen.
As he faced being automatically judged as the loser if he didn't respond, he took a deep breath.
Then sat down.
