"Oh my, the battle is so fierce, it's better for this old Taoist to hold back for now." The Cow Riding Old Taoist watched the fight between the Black White Master and Fang Lin from afar, with a look of astonishment, showing no intention of joining the fray.
The experts from the True Martial Hall who accompanied the old Taoist also found this understandable. Since the Chongyun Temple wanted to take the lead, the True Martial Hall naturally was happy to see such a scenario.
Wang Linlang and the other strong practitioners from the Supreme Palace also did not step forward, seemingly having the same intentions as the True Martial Hall, unwilling to rush into the battle.
Wang Linlang had a trace of worry on his face, glanced at the Cow Riding Old Taoist from the True Martial Hall, and then at the Black White Master fighting Fang Lin in the distance, feeling even more heavy-hearted.
