Little Zhu unleashed his divine might, and the immortal's clone could no longer sit idly by. He attacked, and Elder Ling did too. The two began to face off. Both were wary of each other, and neither struck first. Knowing all the weaknesses of an immortal, Elder Ling hoped to subdue him without a fight. But the man hesitated for only a moment before recovering.
"Heh, our strength is about evenly matched. But as the battle goes on, the flaw of your clone being unable to cultivate will become obvious." Elder Ling gave a chuckle, his confidence unmistakable. "Before long, you'll be at my mercy. Besides, I have a savage beast at the peak of the late Tribulation Crossing Stage backing me up. Your disciples and their descendants won't be a match for it."
"It's only a beast. Nothing to worry about." The immortal was unmoved. He looked at a Grand Elder at the Tribulation Crossing Stage beside him, a trace of reproach in his voice. "You old fools, a beast is attacking. Why haven't you summoned your sect's guardian divine beasts?"
"Well, Immortal, it's not that we don't want to. The Sect Master is away, and all five of us have to act together to awaken the divine beasts." The mid-Tribulation Crossing Stage expert sounded a little aggrieved. He glanced at the others beside him, then at Little Zhu, his expression troubled. "It'll take some time to awaken them. If no one holds that beast back, I..."
"Go ahead. I'll hold him off. He's only a late-Tribulation Crossing Stage savage beast." The immortal waved away his concern. With that, he flashed over to stand in front of them. "Go. I'll keep him at bay."
At Wen Yan's words, the five Tribulation Crossing Stage experts immediately sprang into action. Strangely,