Coincidentally, the unintended flight direction of the other party was precisely towards the Spirit Peak where Ye Xiaofan and his companions were located.
Perhaps more accurately, it wasn't unintended, as for a cultivator at this realm, it's impossible not to be aware of their surroundings. Evidently, this Saint Realm expert was clearly diverting disaster, because for him, that lofty Spirit Peak wasn't just filled with a group of youngsters; more importantly, there were five other experts emanating the aura of the Saint Realm.
Sure enough, the elder flew through the air in panic, repeatedly exclaiming towards the five Saints of West Mountain.
"Fellow Daoists, I am one of the Five Saints of West Mountain, I earnestly plead for your assistance, and I will surely reward you handsomely in the future."
Watching the rapidly approaching Saint Realm expert, the expressions of the five were grim and their faces turned extremely unpleasant.
"Not good, protect the young master."
