We do not need to suppress the opponent, we only need to drag them down. Although Mengsheng Ge is dead, there are still Sulin and Minghua, as well as four or five hundred array mages. Gathering them together will still produce a formidable attack against this ninth layer.
Being outmaneuvered by the Eastern Dan Saint happened entirely because of this unexpected variable of the Three Sages of Fulong. All the variables the opponent could utilize have already been exhausted, and there are no longer any of the opponent's chess pieces left within the immortal army.
As long as we return to the original track, the immortal army still holds a distinct advantage, Prison Lord Bai Tai analyzed.
Good, then we shall drag down Yan Ji first, bating time to await changes. Chen Fufeng took a breath. He had indeed been provoked by Yan Ji into losing his composure just moments ago, and recalling it now, Chen Fufeng felt all the more how formidable she was.
Though Yan Ji seemed to be merely taunting, her tone carried a trace of soul-captivating sound. Even he had nearly fallen for her tricks under such circumstances if not for being careful.
Although Prison Lord Bai Tai was comparable to him in strength, his state of mind was slightly higher, which was related to the other's long years of quiet meditation in the Tribulation Prison.
Had it not been for this, rashly employing the shadow of the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine under Yan Ji's provocation just now would likely have yielded a somewhat discounted effect.
What a formidable Devil Bat Beauty, entering the demonic path through beasthood, existing somewhere between beast and demon. Not only was her killing power astonishing during combat, but the slightest carelessness could also cause one to fall victim to her soul-captivating arts.