The Eight Great Masters didn't show themselves, but their words had already revealed their stance.
Recently, Xie Tian had been ruthlessly targeting the Martial Artists in the camp, and they couldn't be bothered to intervene, let alone for Xiao Ye.
"You... you all!"
Yi Tianzhou's heart turned icy cold, his face pale as ghost.
He finally understood that while these Martial Artists gathered to repay the kindness of the Dan Venerable, his identity as the son of the Dan Venerable was perhaps even more alluring.
If he couldn't practice alchemy, these Eight Great Masters likely wouldn't care if he lived or died.
That's reality!
When he was hunted in the Third Layer Heaven, did he see any Martial Artists here come to his aid?
By his side, only Xiao Ye treated him sincerely.
"Haha, a pathetic ant who doesn't even rank in the top five hundred on the Realm Spirit List!"
"Eight Great Masters, you truly are arrogant..." Xiao Ye looked up and laughed wildly, his face full of ridicule.
