The faces of the 25 people turned exceptionally ugly. None of them expected Ye Wenjun to appear suddenly, which meant all the situations had been reversed by the other side, and now the pressure was on them instead.
So what should be done next?
They all looked towards the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master had also almost recovered, but the problem was that he had no better solution to deal with Ye Wenjun outside.
If things continued like this, once their bodies were damaged, even if they didn't die, where would their souls find a place?
Would they drift through the cosmos, endlessly searching for a target to possess?
Such a chance was unlikely.
