Prince Fengyue was about as strong as one of the Five May Slayers.
In a one-on-one fight, Li Tianming, with his four beasts, ten swords, and the power of the Cauldron of Order, truly had no reason to fear him.
But now, more than a hundred powerful fighters stood at his side, while several hundred ordinary cultivators of the Ascension stage besieged Xianxian and Yinghuo!
Two fists could hardly fend off four hands, let alone one fighter against a thousand!
Prince Fengyue set his sights on Miaomiao. With the Windmoon Divine Wheel spinning like a cutting machine, he came straight for its head.
Before he even arrived, towering Sword Qi became an impenetrable sword formation that blanketed every direction!
Roar!
Lightning serpents gathered in Miaomiao's blood-red eyes and formed two enormous Cosmos Lightning Spears, one yin and one yang, piercing forth as twin poles!
Clang, clang, clang!
The Windmoon Divine Wheel spun into six vortexes before the spears, shredding them apart. Prince Fengyue was unharmed.
Instead, his battle art had already descended upon Miaomiao's head.
With his Wind God Sword, he unleashed the third-realm divine art, Thirty Thousand Swords of the Wind. His sword swept out, a storm raging alongside the Windmoon Divine Wheel. The formation spawned thirty thousand streams of Sword Qi that became a tornado, ripping through the lightning.
The power of that move was terrifying.
More terrifying still were the hundred-plus experts behind him. All of them were attacking Li Tianming and his companions. Each of the five faced a hundred foes, including experts at the ninth and tenth levels of the Ascension stage!
The enemies Li Tianming faced now were far stronger than those Bodhi had faced in Huiyue City!
"Miaomiao, dodge!"
Their minds were linked. In that hair's-breadth moment, Miaomiao knew what Li Tianming meant.