Zi Yun and Zi Ling led several disciples of Dayan Palace to join them. Every one of them was a formidable expert; the weakest had the strength of a Seven Tribulations Loose Immortal, while Zi Ling had reached the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal level, only one step behind Zi Yun, who had already attained the Heavenly Immortal level. More importantly, both Zi Ling and Zi Yun had cultivated their hearts as well, making them much stronger than cultivators of the same rank. Their arrival would greatly ease the pressure on Ling Tian and the others.
"Uncle Zi, help us take out these Nether Soldiers at the Immortal level first. We can't let them get around us." Wu De killed a Nether Soldier with one palm strike and looked toward Zi Yun and the others. "We've been holding this line for a year or two. We're sick of it by now."
Wen Yan and the others laughed softly, then joined the battlefield.
Zi Ling and the others were considerably stronger than Wu De. With their various Dao arts working in tandem with Buddhist secret techniques, they easily killed the Nether Soldiers at the Immortal level. Then, ignoring the Nether Soldiers below that level, they all retreated into the Defense Formation.
As Zi Ling and the others fought the Nether Soldiers, Zi Tiandu went over to Ling Tian and the others. They hadn't seen each other in hundreds of years, and he had grown more composed and refined, while also developing an imposing air befitting a man of high station.
"Heh heh, Brother Tiandu, you're finally here!" Xing Zhan let out a strange laugh and glanced at Brother Wen Jian and the others. "Everyone's been missing you. How about joining us for a few drinks?"
"Uh, drinking again?" Brother Wen Jian immediately