Yan Tingfeng knew clearly why the Supreme Wisdom had sent an envoy to Yunjing.
Whether it was Shenzhou or Ye Wanlan, he couldn't afford to lose, nor could he allow himself to lose.
Even if he were to die here today, he had to go.
"Wait!" Baili Changkong didn't have time to say anything more to stop him before Yan Tingfeng had already vanished from the spot.
He hesitated for a second and bit his teeth: "Impulsive! Truly too impulsive! I can't just sit back and wait for death. I must come up with a surefire plan."
Ye Wanlan was his only disciple, so of course, he couldn't just watch her get into trouble.
But now the battlefield was on land, and he couldn't get out of Atlantis. What was he to do?
Baili Changkong couldn't think it over for long. He had to first locate Lancelot.
At this time, Ye Wanlan had indeed already reached the passageway. She only needed to step inside to enter Atlantis.
But how could she not hear the words the Envoy Futu spoke in mid-air?
