The three Inner Sect Disciples before him attacked with all they had, showing no restraint.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Yi saw each of them unleash hundreds of strikes.
It was as though the True Essence in their bodies was inexhaustible, and they had no fear of running dry. The three clearly meant to wear down the Black Origin Giant's source energy through sheer attrition.
Even stranger, the Black Origin Giant's bizarre source energy couldn't harm them at all. Whenever it came within a foot of any of the three, it dissipated on its own.
The more Xu Yi watched, the more alarmed he grew. The offensive and defensive methods displayed by these three True Essence Second Turn Inner Sect Disciples exceeded anything he'd imagined.
Honestly, if he faced any one of them head-on, he probably wouldn't have much chance of winning.
Of course, he had plenty of experience turning the tables against stronger foes. In a fight to the death, he was confident that he wouldn't be the one to fall.
Just as countless thoughts churned through Xu Yi's mind, he finally landed with the main group. A dozen or so yards away stood the Donghua Immortal Sect's camp.
The people in the Donghua Immortal Sect's camp were arranged in orderly ranks. At the center of the front row, two young men in pure green Daoist robes sat at ease on warm-toned jade seats, separated by a golden side table topped with refreshments and tea.
Standing behind them were three attendants dressed much like Steward Liu: two middle-aged men and a young man. Behind them stood more than forty purple-robed cultivators, then a host of green-robed cultivators, and finally the scattered Rogue Cultivators, set well apart from the rest.
The Purple Extreme Pavilion to the west and