Further Complications

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One mysterious figure after another in long robes appeared. Every one of them was tense, radiating an intimidating aura.

"Who exactly are you?"

One of the long-robed mysterious figures looked at Wang Xian.

He no longer dared to underestimate this human who could casually summon ten Saints.

"Do you see that one?"

Wang Xian ignored him and pointed at the first long-robed mysterious figure.

"Holy Lord, we see him!"

The ten Saints summoned by Wang Xian replied in unison.

"Beat him hard. Beat him until even he can't recognize himself!" Wang Xian said.

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

After receiving Wang Xian's order, the ten Saints answered once more before turning into streams of flowing light and charging at the long-robed mysterious figure on the ground.

"I suggest you don't interfere!"

Seeing that the other long-robed mysterious figures wanted to act, Wang Xian decisively opened the passage to his Inner World again.

This time, a full thirty figures emerged from the Inner World passage. Every one of them exuded the aura of an Emperor Realm expert—the aura of a Saint.

In an instant, the long-robed mysterious figures who had intended to act froze in place. They could only watch helplessly as the ten Saints ganged up on one of their own.

A battle between Saints should have been devastating enough to destroy heaven and earth, but in a ten-against-one fight, that long-robed mysterious figure could not display his true strength at all.

Moreover, the ten Saints Wang Xian had summoned were stabilizing the surrounding space, confining the aftershocks of their battle to an extremely small area. Wang Xian remained completely unharmed.

Listening to the dull thuds of fists striking flesh and the occasional cries of pain, Tathagata forced himself to step forward and said to Wang Xian in a