"This little guy is so engrossed that he didn't even notice the battle ended."
"Hmm, he noticed, but he's too immersed in his insights to care about anything else."
The cultivator in the purple robe watched Lin Zheyu's back with great interest.
As soon as the battle between Mu Jianli and Lei Xi Yuan ended, Lin Zheyu's figure suddenly moved, rushing towards the center of the battle.
Lin Zheyu wasn't the only one.
Like him, more than ten other powerful cultivators charged into that sea of thunder and sword intent.
"Not bad, not bad, he's a good seedling."
"I wonder which force he's from. Perhaps we can make contact and see if it's possible to…"
"Oh, he's Yongtao's friend? Then it's fine."
Just when the cultivator in the purple robe had a thought to recruit him, he saw Lin Zheyu bumping into Lei Yongtao.
He smiled and shook his head, his figure flashing before disappearing into the void.
"Mr. Xiao!"
"What are you doing here!"
