As soon as the words fell, a dart suddenly appeared in the darkness, heading straight for Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang, with his strong perception, quickly sensed the danger approaching and immediately raised his sword to block it.
With a "bang," the dart was deflected, causing no harm.
However, he was curious about who had made the move, so he coldly asked, "Who made that move just now?"
The disciples of the Nine Great Sects looked at each other, all unaware of who wanted to harm Xiang Yang.
Lin Yifan's allies were all being held back, so it shouldn't have been them who made the move. But if it wasn't them, who could it be?
For a moment, everyone fell into thought, on guard for their surroundings, unsure if another sect's forces had arrived or if the Moon Worship Sect followers had awakened.
Just when the atmosphere reached its most eerie peak, a majestic and domineering voice suddenly echoed from a certain direction, scaring everyone.
"It's your old man!"
