"Senior Brother Meng, I think we shouldn't rush over there yet."
Wang Chen hurriedly transmitted his voice, and Meng Bing looked at Wang Chen: "Junior Brother Wang, what do you mean by this?"
Junior Brother Wang was also one of the trapped disciples, so it stood to reason that Lin Chen was his savior. Why would he stop him from helping Lin Chen?
"If Lin Chen isn't a match for the Martial Artist from the Eight Desolates Sect, Senior Brother Meng can step in later. For now, we might as well observe."
There was a deeper meaning in Wang Chen's words. He had witnessed Lin Chen effortlessly annihilate those four streams of Innate Fire, and he had a suspicion about Lin Chen's strength, which was undoubtedly in the Innate Fourth Realm.
The Martial Artists from the Eight Desolates Sect this time included two from the Innate Fourth Realm; the others were all in the Innate Third Realm. Lin Chen might not necessarily suffer losses.
