The order for a deadly battle was executed by the elders of the Yin-Yang Sect without any hesitation.
Despite this, apart from a glimmer of hope in their hearts, they dared not have even a shred of expectation about the result of the battle.
It seemed that even if Liu Lao Liu, the top combat power of the Yin-Yang Sect, joined the battle, it would be the same.
But Xiang Fu, the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Sect, could inject a glimmer of chance into their hearts that had no hope.
This is transformation.
But the possibility of transformation was dismissed by a single sentence from Heng Yan.
Knocking on the gate nine times signifies the peril of the Yin-Yang Sect's destruction.
However, such knocking never awakened Xiang Fu...
"Perhaps the ancestor is at the most critical moment of his seclusion?" An elder softly broke the silence.
"Very likely!" Another elder responded emphatically, seemingly injecting hope into himself as well.
