After Zhao Jiuge’s voice echoed, Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re both attacked. Although Ling Bo Re had only recovered a bit, this didn’t hinder her from attacking. The pills she had taken were still in affect.

Zhao Jiuge didn’t move, because he knew that even if he went, it would be no use. The gap between him and the late stage Nascent Soul Third Elder was too large. The three of them were more than enough to deal with the Third Elder.

Feeling three figures closing in on him, the Third Elder was enraged. He had heard the miserable screams of the Ninth Elder and his disciples earlier. He shuddered—he didn’t want to die so early. Cultivating to this point was not easy.

However, even though he was strong, he was instantly at a disadvantage when facing three people. He continued to wave the black flag in his hand to battle against Song Rujin.

At this moment, Ling Bo Re’s sword energy and Song Yuansheng’s attack from his Eight Edge Devil Submission Mirror arrived. The Third Elder revealed a bitter smile and felt despair.

When one felt despair, one would...