After hearing Yang Chan's words, the third generation disciples of the three religions were eager to give it a try. They did not have many opportunities to take part in previous struggles,
and neither did their martial uncles and martial elder uncles. When they did get the rare chance to participate,
dozens of people had been killed. Surely, the disciples of those who were killed utterly detested the Blood Sea.
Therefore, they would not miss this precious opportunity to take revenge.
Looking at the people who were ready to take action in the camp of the three religions, Yang Jian glanced at Yang Chan with a complex expression.
Then he came forward and said to Immortal Yu Ding, "Master, disciple Yang Jian requesting to fight."
Looking at Yang Jian, Immortal Yu Ding was clearly aware of his mind and he nodded his consent.
He knew that Yang Jian would not harm Yang Chan. Perhaps this was the best solution.
