The leader of the guards knew very well how difficult it was to deal with Ji Fengyan. But now they had no choice.
"Then I shall have to trouble the Masters."
Master Yue waved his hand, his face filled with helplessness. He looked at the masters from the group of Elders who had not yet fought. But almost everyone who met Master Yue's gaze had a helpless expression.
If even Master Wan had lost, who among them could take on this difficult task?
All of them were elite fighters. They only need to exchange a few blows to gauge the disparity in skills between themselves and an opponent. In a battle with a demon like Ji Fengyan, none of them had any hope of winning.
No one wanted to fight; To fight was to lose.
As everyone was forced to retreat, Master Yue had no choice but to brace himself and choose one of them.
