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Chen Zhang had been holding the rear, watching the whole situation closely, his face so grim it looked ready to drip water.
Beside him, a middle-aged man in a uniquely styled fitted combat outfit, with savage black golden sheep embroidered on the lapels and cuffs, and a deep, steady aura—Zuo Jinhua—took one firm step forward.
He was a member of the Fierce Ghost Golden Sheep Zuo Clan, possessed a dark and metal-attribute fifth-grade high-tier Martial Soul, was the Soul Sage filling in for Jian Hesong, and had also come from Chen Xun's guard unit.
"Fifth Master," Zuo Jinhua said, a trace of eager fighting intent in his voice. "The situation around Young Master is getting dangerous. That leopard and that bat are both tough ones. Let me go?"
His heavy soul power stirred faintly, and behind him, the fierce phantom of a golden sheep seemed to flash and vanish.
Chen Zhang ground his teeth and swept his gaze over the entire bloody battlefield. As far as he could see, the Underground Alliance had already committed nearly twenty Soul Sages.
The Bone Excavation Group alone had twelve or thirteen, plus those two Soul Douluos. In terms of pure soul master numbers and top-tier combat power, this Bone Excavation Group was enough to rival the combined total of two of Chang'an City's Ten Great Clans.
Chen Zhang's teeth clenched with a creak, the veins on his forehead twitching slightly, but in the end he still shook his head with difficulty. "Wait a little longer, Jinhua! Hold position first! Xiaojun... soon!"
It was not that he was indecisive; he was making an extremely difficult calculation.
Just as he had observed, these soul masters from the