The old ancestor riding the black-furred boar saw Jiang Li on the giant's shoulder with his sharp eyes. While he was surprised, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Although he did not know what had happened, it should not be the Hundred Tempering Mountain's helper.
"Looks like he's one of us. That kid Jiang Li has quite the fortune!"
At this moment, they also saw the great battle outside. With the help of the demon beast tide, the cultivators of the three sects were rushing towards the interior of the Hundred Tempering Mountain.
"Old friends, the juniors outside are so hardworking. We can't fall behind!"
"Hmph! I must kill those few fellows from the Hundred Tempering Mountain today!"
The eight of them targeted another Demon General transformed from a peak-level cultivator of the Hundred Tempering Mountain.
