Wang Jixuan swiftly made arrangements.
They sensed six powerful Psionic Fluctuations. The fluctuations converged at six points, seemingly stirring all the spiritual energy in the City in the Clouds. The level of those six fluctuations soon surpassed that of Integration Realm cultivators.
This strong?
Nierda Tamon's eyes burned with fierce battle intent.
Wang Jixuan, however, was considering how to outwit them.
At last, the spiritual fluctuations of the six puppets settled at the peak of the Integration Realm.
That was already far beyond what the three of them could handle.
"Should we just surrender?" Amina asked softly.
"Let's test them first."
Wang Jixuan looked toward the front left.
A three-meter-tall figure was slowly emerging there, clad from head to toe in bronze-colored armor. Its movements seemed somewhat sluggish.
Nierda Tamon was about to meet it head-on, but Wang Jixuan made a gesture, signaling him not to act rashly.
"When the fight starts, try luring their attacks into these formations," Wang Jixuan said.
"Alright. To capture the bandits, first capture their leader," Nierda Tamon replied in a deep voice. "We need to find a way to seize that remnant spirit. She herself is still weak. The one we've been facing has always been either a false body or a realistic projection, so I've never been able to lock onto her."
Daoist Wang said, "I'll think of something. After all, I'm an acquaintance here. I've dragged you into this."
Nierda Tamon smiled but said nothing.
He liked fighting.
And he was also extremely displeased by what that Ancient Remnant Spirit had said earlier.
Amina said, "Wang Zheng, I understand that you're upset, but you still need to stay calm. We're at a disadvantage right now."
"Mm."
Wang Jixuan answered, then cursed a few times in the crude fashion of the Cultivation World.