Just as everyone was ready to leap into the depths of the mountain ravine in search of treasures, suddenly two figures swiftly flew through the sky.
"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, you heartless, crazed murderer of your own sect members, I can't believe you dare show your face here!"
The speaker was none other than the Fifth Hall Master, who is also the Ancestor Qingyun of the Confucian Sect.
"Damn it, this Ye Feng actually had the audacity to attack us stealthily, his crimes are utterly unforgivable, absolutely unpardonable!" The other figure who came flying in was the Sixth Hall Master, also known as Ancestor Kongyun from the Sect, his face contorted with such fury it seemed as though he wanted to tear Ye Feng limb from limb then and there.
Both men were in ragged clothes with disheveled hair and ashen faces, and their aura was feeble. They looked to have suffered serious injuries and appeared extremely wretched.
