Su Yi looked around. “Do you still plan to attack together?”0

The crowd exchanged glances.0

Yu Linfeng had lost. Now, even Gong Nanfeng had been defeated!0

The crowd’s will to fight wavered. 0

“Everyone, it seems to me that we might as well go all out. Even if we lose, we’ll just be disqualified. It’s no real loss,” Weng Changfeng said solemnly. “But if we win, we can turn the situation around!”0

Many others were tempted.0

“Oh,” said Su Yi. He walked toward Weng Changfeng and said, “Go ahead and try it, then.”0

Weng Changfeng’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he bellowed, “Everyone, why aren’t you attacking? What are you waiting for? Get him!”0

He took out a Daoist seal and attacked explosively.0

Several of the other unrivaled Immortal Lords exchanged glances, then gnashed their teeth and attacked, encircling Su Yi.0

“Even if I miss out on this place’s good fortune, I’ve got to take him down! He acts like no one else even exists!”1

“That’s right! Crush him!”0

“Die!”0

The Immortal Lords attacked en masse, their shouts shaking the heavens. All of them were as fierce as wolves and tigers, their divine majesty shocking to behold.0

Those who didn’t understand the situation might well have thought Su Yi had done something...0