Meanwhile, Zhao Kongcheng and the others each unleashed their divine abilities, battling the other Spirit Realm Envoys without end.
The situation across the battlefield gradually became clear. The eight Spirit Realm Envoys were struggling bitterly; their defeat and deaths were only a matter of time.
Only Xue Wudao still held the upper hand.
"Hahaha! See that? This is the gap between you and the powerhouses of the Spirit Realm!"
Xue Wudao laughed wildly, his blood-colored ghost claws once again forcing Lin Bingchun and Ye Moyuan back.
Blood seeped from the corner of Lin Bingchun's mouth. Although the Nine Heavens Divine Spear had not been taken, its radiance had dimmed considerably.
Ye Moyuan was no better off. Only three dragon-shaped phantoms remained on the Nine Revolutions Golden Scale Armor, clearly showing how greatly it had been depleted.
"Damn it, how is this guy so strong?" Lin Bingchun gritted his teeth.
Ye Moyuan said gravely, "His use of the Laws is far more proficient than ours. We have the cultivation realm, yet we cannot bring out our full strength."
"Then what do we do? Are we just going to wear him down like this?" Lin Bingchun said unwillingly.
A trace of resolve flashed through Ye Moyuan's eyes. "We'll risk it all! I refuse to believe the two of us can't take him down!"
"Alright!" Lin Bingchun nodded heavily, fighting intent blazing in his eyes.
The two exchanged a glance and erupted with their strongest auras at the same time, preparing to launch their final assault.
Just then, a calm voice sounded beside their ears. "Stand down. You have already done very well."
Lin Bingchun and Ye Moyuan froze. Turning their heads, they saw that Chen Ze, Li Hengwen, and Chen Fan had appeared beside them at some unknown time.
"Domain Lord..." The