"Let's go now, capture this criminal Yang Xiaotian, nail him and all his subordinates, and rescue His Highness the Saint Heir!" The Ancestor of the Ancestor Clan, Nie Rong, angrily declared.
However, the elders of the Ancestor Clan remained silent.
Although they roared with anger, and wished to tear Yang Xiaotian to pieces, they maintained their rationality.
Their strength was formidable, but they were no match for the likes of the Netherworld Fish by Yang Xiaotian's side.
Moreover, Yang Xiaotian had a mysterious Giant Cauldron with him.
If they charged now, it would be futile. Forget capturing Yang Xiaotian; they wouldn't even be able to rescue their Saint Heir.
Charging now would not only fail to rescue their Saint Heir but might even cause him to remain prostrate for a longer time.
"What do we do now?!" one of the elders said in a deep voice.
They couldn't capture Yang Xiaotian, nor could they rescue their Saint Heir.
His heart was burning with fury.
