A beam of white light swiftly flew to the front, revealing the bedraggled appearance of Chen Ming.
His clothes were damaged, hair disheveled, and body covered in blood, looking not much different from a roadside beggar.
Upon seeing Brother Jiang and the others, his eyes shone brightly.
"Brother Jiang, save me!"
Due to over-exhaustion of his Spiritual Essence, Chen Ming was almost at his limit and could barely fly.
But upon seeing Brother Jiang and the others, his heart relaxed a lot, knowing that he should be safe now.
As the True Inheritance of Taiyi Sect, Brother Jiang's strength needs no words, not weaker than an average Daoist.
Not to mention, he was surrounded by a group of followers, all strong in power.
Chen Ming turned his head to look behind, his eyes showing a fierce gaze.
'Do you dare to come still?'
But unexpectedly, the red light showed no intentions of stopping even after seeing the numerous cultivators present on site.
