Wanren True Immortal was too ruthless, too vicious.
If they had joined forces and fought with all their might in unity, far more True Immortals would definitely have escaped. Of the eight True Immortals, himself included, at least three or four could have gotten away.
But Yang Xiaohe's strength had stunned him.
Not only had she easily withstood the self-detonations of three mid-stage True Immortals' bodies and Law Treasures, imprisoning the explosive force with a casual gesture and annihilating it with a gentle squeeze, she had also erased three true spirits simultaneously with an offhand strike.
With just a slight closing of her five fingers, all the space within a million li had been sealed by her True Immortal peak-stage domain. The three tiny true spirits were like ants caught in her palm, crushed into nothingness before they could even struggle.
Three mid-stage True Immortals' true spirits, extinguished at a whim, as though she were pinching three ants to death.
Wanren True Immortal had tested her with an all-out strike, unleashing all his half-step Heavenly Immortal might, yet the Five-colored Lotus Lamp had blocked it without suffering any damage.
He had held nothing back in that strike, pouring the Starlight Power of all thirty-six stars into Ten Thousand Blades in One Line. The blade light he unleashed had been enough to cleave a Minor Thousand World apart.
Yet when that blade light struck the Five-colored Lotus Lamp, it was like an egg hurled against a rock. It had failed to wear away even a wisp of radiance on the lamp's surface. Instead, the blade light itself had been crushed and dissolved by the lamp's power of five calamities.
That simple probing strike had set Wanren True Immortal's heart pounding with dread, and he had reached a conclusion-if the Five-colored Lotus