Under Immortal Lord Shi Jing's furious assault, his divine abilities were undeniably powerful. Yet Wen Yan, Xiang Qingcheng, Wen Tingdao, and Luo Qing erupted simultaneously, each displaying astonishing prowess.
The Mirage Puppet Ghost Mother had once lorded it over the perilous Demon-Sinking Deathlands. There was no doubting her strength.
But away from her lair, in a one-on-one fight, she privately admitted she had no confidence she could defeat any one of them.
Such astonishing figures had all gathered under Lu Xiaotian. If they weren't facing the entire Immortal Realm, the Mirage Puppet Ghost Mother might have thought working under Lu Xiaotian would be quite worthwhile.
As things stood, however, compared with the entire Immortal Realm, their forces were still far too thin. The key issue wasn't just the strength of his subordinates, but Lu Xiaotian himself: he had yet to ascend to the Heavenly Dragon Realm.
His power seemed to have reached its peak among ordinary forces, but until he entered the Heavenly Dragon Realm, even such a vast force would remain on the brink of destruction, liable to be wiped out at any moment.
Even if the Mirage Puppet Ghost Mother wanted to look out for herself and carve out a way to retreat, it was beyond what she could accomplish at her current level.
Before her eyes, Wen Yan, Xiang Qingcheng, and the others braved the pressure and charged forward, turning defense into offense. Wave after wave of attacks forced Immortal Lord Shi Jing back. In the blink of an eye, several more spear wounds and sword cuts appeared on him.
Immortal Lord Shi Jing seemed liable to be overwhelmed at any moment, and the Mirage Puppet Ghost Mother's heart tightened.
No one knew how much longer Immortal Lord Shi Jing could hold out, yet Lu Xiaotian's true