"Perfect! Fighting Saint Realm experts wasn't satisfying enough! Come on, two Chaos Peak experts—let this young master see whether these Wind Fire Wheels and Fire-Tipped Spear can burn through their tortoise shells!"
Ao Bing's dragon eyes gleamed with Baleful Intent.
"The dragon clan has never feared battle!"
Tang Sanzang's brows furrowed slightly.
"Amitabha. This child's sinful roots run deep. He may well bring disaster upon himself."
Bai Yaoyao stood with her sword in hand, her cold eyes sweeping over Ming Jiuyou as though she were looking at a filthy pest.
The chill in that gaze made even Ming Jiuyou instinctively avert his eyes.
"Netherworld Cult..."
Bai Yaoyao's voice was icy.
"If they truly send Chaos Peak experts, it will indeed be troublesome."
She looked toward the center of the formation, where Chen Shi's aura was rapidly stabilizing and even faintly rising.
She then sensed the space within. Under the remnant purple qi of the Primordial Pearl and the bond contract, Lu Chen and Lu Xiao's auras were also recovering rapidly.
"But..."
Her tone shifted, carrying absolute confidence.
"Chen Shi has already stabilized at the mid-stage of the Chaos Realm. Lu Xiao and I can join forces to temporarily hold off one Chaos Peak expert."
"With our brothers forming an array and coordinating with one another, relying on the formation's geographical advantage, we may not be unable to engage the other."
"As long as we can stall until Lu Chen fully recovers..."
She did not continue.
But everyone understood what she meant.
As long as Lu Chen, their core, recovered, their group would erupt with an unimaginably wondrous reaction!
When that time came, they would fear no one who came!
"Hahaha! Well said, Miss Bai!"
The Azure Emperor stroked his sword and laughed heartily.
"I'll use the heads of these renowned