In Old Man Ling and the others' minds, the raid on Lingxiao Realm by Chi Xue, Fairy Huan Cai, and the others was going to be a fierce battle. In particular, after hearing from Feng Xi that two or three dozen Quasi-Sage experts and a large number of cultivators at the Great Perfection of Saint God level were coming to launch the raid, they had even considered abandoning Lingxiao Pavilion and retreating to avoid their sharp edge.
But unexpectedly, the raiders had been so careless that they were easily lured into the trap. The powerful formations and restrictions, combined with the Heavenly Net of Demons, had astonishing power. Even Quasi-Sage experts were severely restricted once caught inside, and some were even ensnared by the net and unable to break free for a time.
At a time like this, Feng Xi and the others naturally showed no mercy. Their clones and Dao Bodies attacked in unison, while Old Man Ling and the others also joined the fight. A rain of energy arrows streaked through the sky, enveloping all the cultivators caught in the trap.
Feng Ling and the others' clones and Dao Bodies were extremely powerful, at the very least stronger than those who had only just broken through to the Quasi-Sage level. And their opponents were severely hindered by the traps. They were sitting ducks; the first volley alone killed four or five Quasi-Sage experts and wounded many more, to say nothing of the cultivators at the Great Perfection of Saint God level. There was almost no suspense left in this battle.
It made sense. If the Quasi-Sage experts hadn't carelessly barged into the traps, they could have fought Feng Xi and the others head-on, relying on their numerical advantage and their abundant Origin Power from their physical bodies. They