Wu Sheng cupped his fists together and said, "There's no need for that, Pavilion Master… The Ten Shamans are far more powerful than the ten great elites. How are you going to face them when you're outside your barrier?"
Ren Buping waved his hand. He asked the subordinate below him, "Where's the Third Seat?"
"The Third Seat is with Sword Saint Luo Shisan. They'll be here soon," the subordinate replied with a bow.
A frown was etched on Hua Wudao's face at this moment. The situation he had most wanted to avoid was here. He was from the Yun Sect, and yet, now he had joined the Evil Sky Pavilion. The people he least wanted to meet were his former comrades.
"Elder Hua… Luo Shisan should be interested in cultivating alone. Why would he collude with the Fiend Temple? I thought the Yun Sect prided itself on being a part of the Noble Path," Mingshi Yin said mockingly.
