"Senior Brother Yang Tian, are we really just going to hole up here and watch that guy Zhang Mengfei die?"
Yang Lin was the first to cry out indignantly.
Of everyone present, only he and Yang Tian still had any fighting strength.
That was because his body wasn't a physical entity.
As for Yang Tian, he was just genuinely powerful.
For some reason, however, he couldn't unleash his true power. The most he could use was strength equivalent to the Small Divine Power Realm Third Level.
'I thought this much power would be more than enough in a minor place like this. I never expected...'
Yang Tian felt a twinge of regret.
He felt he had been far too arrogant.
But in this situation...
"Just wait longer!"
A series of strange symbols flashed through his eyes. His face grew even paler, yet he managed to spit out those three words.
"Still wait? For how long?"
Yang Lin demanded, displeased.
