Tens of thousands of years ago, when Young Leader and Feng Lingzi had joined forces to launch a hurried attack, Venerable God Devourer had still needed to avoid their sharp edge. Now, Young Leader and Feng Lingzi were far stronger, and Feng Ying, Little Devourer, and the others had joined the assault as well. Those Quasi-Saints were naturally overwhelmed. The one at the forefront was gravely wounded at once; half his body and one arm turned into a bloody mist, spraying blood across the sky. He had suffered a devastating blow and lost the ability to fight.
The other three or four Quasi-Saints were caught in the attack and had all sustained injuries, more or less. The experts nearing the Quasi-Saint level fared even worse: seven or eight were killed outright, and many more were severely wounded and lost the ability to fight. This showed just how terrifying the combined attack from Young Leader and the others had been.
Still, Young Leader and the others were rather dissatisfied with the outcome. After all, even their full-power attack had failed to kill a single Quasi-Saint. The man had been badly wounded, but at his level, it would not take long for him to recover. He would still pose a serious threat to Ling Tian and the others unless they killed him.
Seeing that their full-power strike had failed to kill even one Quasi-Saint, Ling Tian frowned slightly, a glint flashing in his eyes. The power of the Law of Time spread around him, and he pushed the Pseudo Small World Secret Technique to its limits. Then he said, "Keep attacking. Cover a wide area!"
Young Leader and the others were taken aback by Ling Tian's words. Their original plan had been to withdraw after one strike, but they could see that