The Demonic Cultivator in charge of this group frowned, realizing that this situation had become extremely complicated in just moments. Everything was going according to plan—why did this fellow have to pop out from nowhere to come and cause trouble?
As for Dalvin, he didn't inspire much fear in them personally. He was only in the Core Formation realm, but the fact that he was from a force that could use an airship of such a high caliber usually meant he had fighting power above his realm.
All in all, the best thing to do right now was retreat. Why would they possibly fight to the death with this fellow over this meager town? Even if they did kill him, what about the hundreds of heads peeking over the side from the nearby airship?
What if they had a higher-level protector for their group, as most sects did for traveling disciples?
