"Very slim."
Xie Xuanyi shook his head, "If we want to take action at the grand banquet, we have to face all the Yang God strong persons of the Demon Country."
"Ye Ling is near the Third Realm."
Cui Zhen suddenly said, "As long as I send a message, she will arrive at the scene."
"Not enough."
Xie Xuanyi still shook his head, "I have another helper on my side... but even with the 'Sea Surfing King', I still feel the odds are slim."
What they were attempting was assassination.
Once so many people got involved,
the assassination turned into an attack.
The Nether Sea Venerable excelled in the art of talisman formation mastery. As long as one strike couldn't take his life, it would put the situation in the worst state.
"Swish!"
Just as Xie Xuanyi and Cui Zhen were deep in thought,
a piercing sound of air cutting suddenly echoed from the small courtyard on the mountain.
The void trembled, clouds swayed, and a black-robed figure suddenly descended.
"Someone?"
