Resolving Them

As Xiao Yan and the others struck in perfect unison, terrifying attacks landed on the Half-Saint puppet's head almost simultaneously.

Faced with such a fierce onslaught, the Half-Saint puppet's body suddenly shuddered.

Then, its shriveled head, already covered in cracks from Xiao Yan's attacks, exploded with a bang.

Soon after, the headless body of the Half-Saint puppet visibly weathered away, finally turning into countless specks of dust that scattered on the wind.

Whew~

Seeing this, everyone let out a long breath.

As golden light surged, Xiao Yan's body rapidly shrank back to its original size.

A sweep of his gaze showed that, aside from himself, Gu Xun'er, and Xian'er, everyone else had sustained injuries to varying degrees, some light and some severe.

Even someone as strong as Gu Qingyang had suffered internal injuries after being struck by the Half-Saint puppet's palm, though fortunately, they were not serious.

"Everyone, take this chance to recover quickly." With a flip of his hand, Xiao Yan took out some medicinal pills and flicked his fingers. The pills shot out one after another before hovering before everyone.

He then swallowed a pill himself, sat down cross-legged, and began recovering.

As for Guardian, Xiao Yan had no need to worry. Wei Yang was standing watch nearby, and he was the most relaxed person there.

At once, everyone swallowed their pills, sat down cross-legged, and hurriedly entered a cultivation state.

In a place filled with danger like this, they had to keep their Dou Qi fully replenished at all times to feel safe.

"Brother Yang, should we help them?" After recovering a little, Xian'er felt that she was more or less fine. She rose and walked to Wei Yang's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him as she looked toward the three battlefields and asked softly.

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