The enemies had already disappeared beyond the horizon by the time Bai Yunfei arrived onto the scene. His first thought was to give chase, but the still figures of his two allies convinced him otherwise. He altered his course and eventually came to a stop right beside the two Saints.

“Ther’s no need to chase after them,” Shen Pojun shook his head. He saw the reluctance on Bai Yunfei’s face all too clearly. “It’ll only be an uphill battle for us.”

He was right. Both sides had yet to inflict a severe wound on one another. Trying to stop either side from running was an extremely difficult task and not worth the effort. 

And so Bai Yunfei relented. He would listen to Shen Pojun and the Frostfeather Saint on this.

“Ancestor Shen, senior Frostfeather.”

Li Chengfeng and Jing Mingfeng appeared then to bow to the two Saints.

Shen Pojun heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing their unharmed forms. “Yunfei,” He began,...