The Post Sky Tipping Era

The Yin Horse neighed, its cry mingling with the distant thunder in the black of night, echoing in front of the dilapidated old temple.

All present were on high alert, staring intently at the mysterious man who had suddenly arrived on the Yin Horse, especially Han Sui and Jin Bufen at the forefront, whose hearts inexplicably began to race, a growing sense of unease emerging because the glowing eyes in the darkness inspired dread.

Riding the Yin Horse, eyes emanating Divine Light, plus four thunderclaps from out of nowhere that killed four of their Bone Training experts from several miles away.

Such a demeanor was difficult not to be wary of.

"Who might you be, and why have you attacked us? We have no grudges against you, if this is but a misunderstanding, I would prefer to resolve this peacefully," Jin Bufen, leaning on his Treasure Saber, stood upright in the old temple, very cautiously said.

"Have I made it in time?"

Li Yi on the Yin Horse, eyes slightly shifting, swiftly took in the scene, seeing his seriously wounded master in the temple, his senior sister Rong Niang and junior brother Shou Hou as mentioned by Zhao Qian.

Both of their conditions were poor, one captured, the other injured.

If he had arrived a moment later, all three would undoubtedly have died; fortunately, the Yin Horse was swift, indeed arriving before everyone was killed, providing timely support. The previous gunshots were as much to kill the enemy as they were to warn, all to delay these people from harming his master.

Without those four gunshots, Zhao Ge would have already perished.

Li Yi dismounted at this moment, his inspiration activated, but his body did not raise any alarm.