Especially those extraordinary figures following Yunmo Xi, all had their brows slightly furrowed, full of urgency.
"Cloud Heir, our Young Hall Master is not present now, Yunmo Wentuo, despite everything, is a Cultivator of our Demon Sword Sect's heritage, and a clansman of the Demoness tribe. We ask Cloud Heir to save Yunmo Wentuo on behalf of our Young Hall Master."
"Your Highness, please lend a helping hand and rescue Brother Wentuo from his dire situation."
Immediately, countless extraordinary figures of the Demonic Dao spoke up, as followers of Yunmo Xi, they naturally leaned towards Yunmo Wentuo.
However, faced with the many extraordinary figures inclined towards Yunmo Xi, Yi Bo Yuntian remained unmoved, merely watching the scene quietly.
At the peak of the skies over the battle of ultimate confrontation, Yunmo Wentuo was filled with anxiety upon seeing the endless terrifying figures of the Demonic Dao Sects not making a move.
"Cloud Heir, save me quickly——!!!"
