“Little Yue Yang, run away from here now!” The Ascetic Practice Saint suddenly turned around and looked at Yue Yang, “If there’s an opportunity in the future, please take revenge for us!”
“Since I have come here, I have no wish to return.” Yue Yang shook his head and pointed at the Yue Clan Castle, commanding at Ye Kong, Fatty Hai and the others, “There must be some kind of huge teleportation portal circle inside, the enemies will use human lives as an offering. Your job is to attack the Yue Clan Castle and destroy the teleportation portal circle!
“Understood. Do you have any other orders? Destroying teleportation circles is a piece of cake!” Fatty Hai crushed his fists together, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky.
As long as he didn’t have to fight an Innate, Fatty Hai thought that his current strength could turn the whole castle upside down.
Yue Yang chuckled a little when he heard him, “Then after you destroy the teleportation circle, could you please try to kick the Blood Prison Demon King who might have already teleported here back to the Demon Abyss?”
Fatty Hai immediately shuddered when he heard that.
He immediately howled in fear and rushed madly towards the Yue Clan Castle, bypassing the Innate Rankers on the other side.
Of course, the ones who were faster than him were Ye Kong, Prince of Tian Luo, Xue Tan Lang, and the Li Brothers, who broke into a dash the moment they heard Yue Yang… In the sky, the Hundred Transformations Demon Elder, fake Yue Qiu, Yue Yang and other warriors quickly followed after them to stop their advancement… The fake Yue Qiu took one last glance towards Yue Yang before he went, his expressions filled with smugness. Maybe he was smug because this whole plan was carried out by him, and although Yue Yang had seen through it, he wasn’t able to do anything.
The victors become kings, and losers become slaves.
As long as they killed Yue Yang, the Ascetic Practice Saint and the others, who else would ever know of this truth?
Only the Marquis of Zhi Jin and the Great Emperor of Zhi Wei Shun Tian started to frown almost at the same time.
The two of them felt that since Yue Yang had seen through their plans, they wouldn’t be able to proceed with their plans so smoothly. Yue Yang might have been trying to gain the Ascetic Practice Saint’s and the Scholar’s support when he expose the blood test trickery just now in order to gain their help. But how about now? He obviously knew something was wrong. Why didn’t he force his way into the Yue Clan Castle?