Meanwhile, in Xin Wuya's cave mansion.
He Litao looked at the approaching green-robed white-haired elder with a slightly astonished expression, but immediately cupped his hands in greeting:
"Greetings, Elder Yang!"
As he led, the other six Qi Refining stage disciples also greeted in unison.
"Greetings, Elder Yang!"
"Don't call me Elder, I'm just a cripple now."
The green-robed white-haired elder waved his hand.
This person was none other than the Elder Yang who had previously destroyed his own Golden Core to save the sect.
Hearing the words of the green-robed Elder Yang, the disciples fell silent.
The last time the Yin Demon Sect attacked, they had witnessed Elder Yang's actions with their own eyes.
At this moment, the green-robed Elder Yang turned his gaze to He Litao.
"Hand them all over."
"Elder, this..."
Hearing Elder Yang's words, He Litao immediately showed a troubled expression.
