Qin Yu was similarly worried inside.
However, he also understood that he wasn't much help for now. The only thing he could do was to cultivate with everything that he got.
Qin Yu patted the shoulders of those two brothers, then leaped into the flames.
The tongues of flames devoured Qin Yu with madness, brought on a great pain.
However, the predicament that Wen Wanchong encountered on the outside was even more terrifying.
The three brothers stood in the most conspicuous place of the Wen family compound, quietly waiting for the arrival of Tianyun Sect.
The three of them knew that tomorrow was the day of the final battle.
That night was extremely restless. Dark clouds covered the sky, and a sandstorm swept through the world as if signaling something that was to come.
The next morning, under the command of the First Elder, people, like endless tides, rushed toward the Wen family compound.