Lin Yangtian was originally in a rush to escape, but the disciples at the mouth of the valley leaped up, blocking the way out for this group of people.
Behind them, the Golden Core disciples of Jiushan Sect also seemed to have almost finished cleaning up the aftermath.
Caught in a pincer attack, Lin Yangtian naturally became somewhat flustered, but upon closer inspection, he relaxed again.
"Lin Bufan? You're still alive?"
He looked down at Lin Bufan and yelled down at him.
Lin Bufan didn't speak, but just clenched his teeth as he quickly formed an Immortal Formation with the other disciples.
Seeing him and these Jiushan disciples cooperate tacitly, Lin Yangtian's eyes flickered and he suddenly said, "Fellow brothers, losing this blood pool is a sin for us all, but it appears my servant has defected to Jiushan Sect."
"The elders in our Demon Sect seem to be extremely interested in Jiushan Sect."
"If we can capture him and extract some secrets of Jiushan Sect..."
