Immortal Official Nanji Falls

At that moment, a gentle breeze swept past, and Yun Zhongzi's figure appeared not far away.

Yun Zhongzi saw Burning Lamp. The usually calm face now carried an unmistakable trace of shame, and he bowed to Burning Lamp.

"Teacher Burning Lamp..."

Daoist Burning Lamp had already regained his usual placid expression. He looked at Yun Zhongzi and spoke calmly.

"Yun Zhongzi, you escaped too."

The shame on Yun Zhongzi's face deepened, and he lowered his head.

"Yes. I knew I was no match for Zhao Gongming. After seeing you leave, I immediately withdrew as well."

Daoist Burning Lamp waved his hand, showing not the slightest hint of blame.

"Zhao Gongming's strength is indeed formidable, and his magic treasures are overwhelmingly powerful. In a one-on-one fight, none of us are his match."

At that, Yun Zhongzi's shame eased somewhat, replaced by wariness toward Zhao Gongming.

"Zhao Gongming's strength really was unexpectedly formidable."

"Now that the two of us have been forced to retreat, only Senior Brother Nanji remains. He's surrounded by Zhao Gongming and the three Yang siblings. I'm afraid the situation isn't looking good."

Above the battlefield, the booming never ceased.

Immortal Official Nanji was surrounded at the center by Zhao Gongming and the three Yang siblings.

Yet the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner above his head hung down ten thousand rays of apricot-yellow light. Billions upon billions of golden lotuses bloomed and withered, protecting him flawlessly.

Zhao Gongming's Purple Lightning Hammer carried thunder powerful enough to topple mountains, smashing into that curtain of light again and again until golden lotuses scattered and the radiance trembled wildly.

Yang Jian's iron fists fell like raindrops. Every punch carried enough force to shatter mountains and split peaks, pounding the entire curtain of light into violent ripples.

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