"Sect Leader!"
"Master!"
Desperate and angry voices erupted.
"Fight to the death with that evil demon!"
The disciples of the Wuji Sect, at this moment, had abandoned their reason, each with blood-red eyes, only wanting to drag Jiuyu to hell.
The scene was chaotic.
Ye Wu carefully sensed the faint golden light in her sea of consciousness.
"Host. It had to be you," Little Tong praised, "If not for your Other Shore Flower, it would have been impossible to connect to this trace of True Spirit."
"Go, go, stop with the flattery," Ye Wu said.
There was also a hint of reverence in her eyes.
It wasn't actually her who saved the last True Spirit of Venerable Taoyuan.
It was his own final gentleness that preserved this bit of True Spirit.
The trace of True Spirit Jiuyu specifically left behind to threaten them was undoubtedly completely destroyed by him.
