Elder Yu was filled with intense hatred.
This feeling was akin to having victory firmly in one's grasp initially, only for an unexpected Cheng Yaojin to appear at the last moment and snatch away the fruits of victory.
What Elder Yu found most intolerable was that this "Flame Emperor" team, which he had once personally declared would definitely amount to nothing significant.
"Good! Very good! You two... and the Mainland Magic Elite Camp, hmph! Let's go!" Elder Yu had arrived full of pride like a spring breeze, but now he left with his head drooping, defeated like a rooster, fleeing in utter disarray.
"Elder Yu, no need for a farewell. Regarding the search for the Divine Artifact, I will definitely visit in person to discuss the details," he saw Elder Yu leading a group of Martial Artists, not even turning back, disappearing angrily into the sky.
Elder Helian's eyebrows and beard were all squeezed together in delight.
