If it hadn't been for the God-Slaying Puppet Fighter's punch shattering the silver streak, if Han Muye hadn't caught two more streaks with his bare hands, the cultivators from various factions might not have put much stock in Lu Zixu, a descendant of one of the seven clans.
After all, that descendant from the Li family had spoken up, yet the God Master hadn't given him any face.
But now the power gathered beside Lu Zixu was clearly formidable.
If they wanted to save themselves, they might have to join hands with this descendant of the Lu family.
Li Changyun of the Li family's younger generation, Su Jinxing of the Great Wilderness Temple, and Bai Zhen, who was a direct disciple of Ancestor Bai Qing, all moved, flying towards the Stone Mountain where Han Muye and the others had positioned themselves.
The others weren't foolish, either; they all sprinted to join them, putting all their efforts into it.
