When they saw Chen Gang and the others land on the summit of Mount Yujing, Xiao Yan and his fellow disciples became crestfallen.
Zhu Yi said sombrely, "The opponents' magic items are formidable and our Master is still doing closed-door training, with his spell formations lacking support. If the enemy forces attack the mountain now, the result would be catastrophic.
Xiao Budian's small face was also very solemn. He scanned the surroundings and said, "The Black Heavenly Treasure Tree seems very impressive. Let's compel the enemy to attack it and let the Treasure Tree deal with them."
Zhu Yi pondered for a moment. "We still don't know the exact capabilities of the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree - all these are just speculations. If our predictions are incorrect, we might harm the tree instead."
"Rely on ourselves." Xiao Yan spit out the stalk of grass in his mouth. "Master is still harbouring in the Treetop Cave, it'd be best not to disturb him."
