Zhang Daolun was left speechless with anger. Chen Fufeng did indeed intend to hold back some of his strength, but the other party was not lying, either.
The faint aura of the Demon Bat Blade's shadow did more than intimidate Chen Fufeng. Zhang Daolun and the others were likewise trembling with fear when they sensed its presence.
The Qilin Dragon Riders could indeed enter the fray, but the enemy still had an elite force emerging from the subsidiary formations in succession. They remained hidden and unmoving, clearly on full alert against the Qilin Dragon Riders.
Not to mention that the battlefield was incredibly cramped, the Qilin Dragon Riders probably would not meet with any good result even if they entered the fray.
With both sides currently locked in a melee and the immortal army at a clear disadvantage, Evil Crow Dao Venerable and a mere twenty thousand-plus Qilin Dragon Riders would not be able to turn the tide.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Zhang Daolun and the other four charged in different directions at the same time, their immortal weapons flashing out in slashes. Under their fierce attacks, several gray spheres opposite them shrank slightly and were sent reeling backward.
The five took the opportunity to increase their speed, but before they could break out, several dozen more gray spheres split into three waves and blocked off different positions.
"Damn it!" Han Ying cursed under his breath. Seeing that there was no way forward, he exchanged a glance with Zhang Daolun before retreating with the others. After probing once more, the battle returned to its previous stalemate.
"Blazing Flame Dragon Domain!" Amid a low roar, seven black dragon pearls wrapped in raging flames streaked rapidly through the surroundings.
One Daluo Golden Immortal, two Golden Immortals, and more than a thousand immortal-army soldiers