The frail voice stirred compassion in everyone.
"Senior Brother, the voice came from that direction!" said the Heavenly Sword Sect successor, pointing to the darkness not far away with his side.
The location was to their left!
Yang Yan stood still, unfazed!
"Keep moving forward!"
Everyone looked puzzled.
"Senior Brother, but the voice is coming from the left. Shouldn't we go there to rescue?" Sheng Chuqing asked in confusion.
"Yes, Senior Brother, it might be disciples from the Emei Golden Peak Hengyun Mountain Buddhist Sect.
Or it could be a female cultivator from the Baihe Sect!" Feng Xue chimed in.
"If you rescue her, you can use her to exchange for a treasure."
Both of them were moved by compassion.
"I said keep moving forward!" Yang Yan's eyes turned cold.
In an instant, a bone-chilling coldness filled the air.
No one dared to speak again.
They continued as Yang Yan instructed.
"Help, is there anyone kind-hearted?
Save me!
Save me!"
