Mu Honglian, Li Shangtian, and the others crushed their Surge Talismans and entered the Plane Battlefield, only to find several hundred armored soldiers standing outside the stronghold. Battle intent immediately flickered in their eyes.
They had a premonition.
At last, they could fight high-level martial artists to their hearts' content!
"Qingyang, Zuiji."
Jun Changxiao said, "You'll assist Li Shangtian and the others against those Yellow Rank ones."
Although the Battlefield Phantoms were not particularly strong, there were over two hundred of them. The disciples could use them for live combat practice, but safety had to be guaranteed first.
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others armed themselves from head to toe.
They had the support of a whole set of Earth Rank equipment, yet they still could not contend with Mystic Rank opponents comparable to Half-Saints. Against Yellow Rank enemies, however, they could suppress them on all fronts. Taking on several at once would not be a problem.
A full set of Earth Rank equipment was no laughing matter.
"Hall Master Zi, Old Man Ding."
Jun Changxiao said, "The five Earth Rank ones are yours."
The Purple Lin Demon King said indifferently, "Old Man Ding need not act. This hall master alone can handle them."
With Pantene in use, he was just that confident.
Jun Changxiao said, "The Battlefield Phantoms have no physical bodies, and they wear extraordinary armor. They may be stronger than ordinary Earth Rank martial artists of the planes. Don't let your guard down."
"Understood."
The Purple Lin Demon King was strong, but his IQ sometimes went offline. Otherwise, he would not have repeatedly died before ever winning his first battle.
Jun Changxiao could be quite reckless at times too, but he considered more things and could make up for this weakness of his very well.