The five Heavenly Immortals attacked together, completely forming a certain-kill situation.
Although Heavenly Immortals were difficult to kill, facing the joint siege of five Heavenly Immortals was another matter entirely.
If any other Heavenly Immortal had faced such a sudden attack, they would surely have panicked and devoted all their strength to defense.
But Jiang Ping An knew that if he defended, he would instead become a target to be worn down. At a time like this, he had to counterattack.
In but an instant, he made his arrangements.
The Divine Feather Wings behind him beat, and he shot out of the thunder pool, flying straight at the Heavenly Immortal covered in bulging muscles. He raised his fist, assuming a stance as if he intended to trade punches.
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Ding Jie's lips, and cruel killing intent flickered in his eyes.
Choosing to break through from his side clearly meant Jiang Ping An considered him the weakest.
It made him feel insulted.
Ding Jie clenched his fist as blood qi burst from his body. His blood roared like surging rivers, and the surface of his body immediately turned a metallic black.
He cultivated a special immortal technique, forging his body by absorbing the power of metal.
Cultivating this immortal technique required immense endurance; ordinary Immortals simply could not withstand it.
But once it was successfully cultivated, it granted formidable defensive and offensive power.
Ding Jie swung his fist, ready to trade blows with Jiang Ping An and make him understand the consequences of choosing to break through from his side.
Just as Jiang Ping An was about to collide with Ding Jie, a powerful force of the soul surged from the female Immortal's body.
This sole female Immortal was a Soul Immortal, specializing in