Escape was not an option; truly, upon seeing this blood person appear, Yang Zhen had almost burst into joy.
The setup that Saintess Tianxuan laid out over thirty thousand years had left Yang Zhen completely baffled, worrying about finding a way to repay the favor. Then, all of a sudden, such a character pops up, who else should he deal with if not him?
As everyone watched Yang Zhen rush forward eagerly, absurd expressions emerged on their faces.
"Madman, Yang Zhen is simply a madman."
The Great Elder muttered to himself. In all fairness, the appearance of this blood person sent a palpitation through the Great Elder, who was a Saint himself.
To fight against such a being, even if it was just a blood person and not a genuine great power, was still terrifying.
After the overwhelming pressure of the spirit soul vanished, the Great Elder's first thought was to leave this place right away, although not as decisively as the Shaking Light Saint had done.
