Chu Tinghan held Lin Bai in her arms, while Chu Zimo and Chu Tingxue stood beside her in battle armor, imposing and awe-inspiring.
The surrounding defensive formation had been formed by dozens of soldiers from the Black Tortoise Battalion.
Beyond the formation stood the numerous aggressive-looking experts and Holy Sons from the Northern Region: Shen Xinghe, Holy Son of the Soul Refining Sect; Luan Tang, Holy Son of the Corpse Refinement Sect; several Holy Sons from the Heavenly Dao Clan; and more than a dozen Holy Sons and Holy Daughters from the Northern Region's mid-sized and minor lineages.
Apart from the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, large numbers of direct disciples from the Northern Region's sects and lineages were also eyeing Lin Bai and Chu Tinghan inside the formation like hungry tigers watching their prey.
"The formation of your Black Tortoise Battalion is practically unable to withstand a single blow in our eyes!"
"Princess, I advise you not to put up a futile struggle!"
Holy Son Luan Tang of the Corpse Refinement Sect also threatened coldly.
"Although the soldiers of the Black Tortoise Battalion cannot compare to all of you illustrious disciples, they are not worthless trash that can be defeated with a single blow!" Chu Tinghan replied coldly. "Although you are all disciples of illustrious sects, that does not mean you can necessarily break my Black Tortoise Battalion's formation!"
"Stubborn and impervious to reason!" Holy Son Shen Xinghe of the Soul Refining Sect sneered. "Since that's the case, we shall come and experience the strength of the Chu Kingdom's military for ourselves!"
"Attack!"
"Whoever can take Lin Bai's head will receive a heavy reward from the Northern Region!"
After taking some pills, the Marquis's injuries had finally begun to improve. Although he still possessed formidable combat strength, he could