The Yin Yang Half-Venerable and Sweet Sheep Half-Venerable stood up, panting, both of them disheveled and covered in wounds, looking utterly miserable.
Sweet Sheep Half-Venerable, whose eye was swollen from a hit, said to Yin Yang Half-Venerable, "This Jia Mo is at the Half-Venerable level; no wonder we can't beat him."
Yin Yang Half-Venerable added, "He's more than just a Half-Venerable; he has more magical treasures than us and his Soul Skills are stronger. This guy is really a madman."
"So what do we do now?" yelled Sweet Sheep Half-Venerable.
"For the sake of that treasure, we'll fight! Even if it means death, we must seize it!" Yin Yang Half-Venerable shouted desperately.
"Right, we'll fight!" Sweet Sheep Half-Venerable responded immediately.
Seeing this, Wang Yan couldn't help but find it strange.
