Five yellow sword robes quickly arrived at the top of the peak. The person in front looked anxious, but when he saw that everyone hadn’t started fighting yet, he heaved a sigh of relief.

“Senior Sister, we’re late.” The five people arrived beside Zhang Ping. The person in front respectfully bowed and revealed an apologetic look.

Zhang Pingquan smiled gently and asked with some doubt, “No problem, you’re not too late. Ling Longbiao, you're right on time. What about Chen Jie?” Now that her people were here, she let out a breath of relief.

Ling Longbiao’s skin was white and tender and he was a little handsome—he was like a pretty boy. Hearing Zhang Pingquan’s question, he quickly answered, “The three of them are dealing with the disciples of the other two peaks and haven’t come up. I was afraid that the battle up here had begun and Senior Sister would be at a disadvantage, so I brought a few people up here to help you.”

From Ling Longbiao’s words, it seemed like the Mysterious Strange Peak had three more Foundation Realm disciples!

Now they had nine people as well, while Zhao Jiuge only had...