Sword light cascaded down as a group of handsome young men, each with an Ancient Sword on their back, strode through the air.
Their bodies radiated a terrifyingly sharp aura. With raised brows, they carried themselves with an air of absolute arrogance.
Seeing the newcomers, Yinn Su's face lit up with joy. These were her fellow sect members, arrived at the critical moment to save her.
Ye Wushuang stood his ground, his gaze cold as he watched them.
There were ten of them in total. All had Cultivations at the True Essence Fifth Layer, though the two at the front were slightly higher.
One was at the True Essence Sixth Layer!
The other was a young man with flowing black hair, at the True Essence Eighth Layer. He stood firm in the void like a Divine Sword soaring to the heavens, its aura threatening to sunder the very sky—truly terrifying!
Ye Wushuang immediately felt a strong sense of threat. Clearly, even if this man wasn't the strongest disciple, he was very close to that level.
