Jin Zha and Mu Zha were fighting in utter frustration when Nezha noticed their predicament.
He swung the Universe Ring from his wrist, and the Chaos Tunic on his body attacked at the same time. In an instant, it pulled one opponent over from each of Jin Zha and Mu Zha.
Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, standing nearby, did not possess as many Spiritual Treasures as Nezha, but they were not to be outdone.
Their Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd and Fangtian Huaji Halberd struck at the same time, each pulling an enemy over from Jin Zha and Mu Zha.
With only one opponent left in front of each of them, Jin Zha and Mu Zha finally stabilized the battle and began exchanging blows evenly with their enemies.
However, amid the fighting, they saw Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, who were of the same generation as them, each facing four opponents while still handling them with ease.
Their third brother was even suppressing five opponents all by himself. Though they breathed a sigh of relief, they also felt deeply ashamed.
They were clearly of the same generation, and their cultivation levels were not far apart, yet their combat prowess was worlds apart.
It truly made them question their lives, while deep down, they also felt intensely envious.
After sending everyone in the tent out, Yuan Futong finally let out a long sigh of relief.
But when he saw that the five Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals on his side had been directly controlled by a single Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal from the opposing side,
and that more than a dozen disciples of powerful experts had also fallen into a disadvantage while fighting four or five opponents, he could not help cursing under his breath, "Useless."
He hurriedly took the Marquis's Golden Seal and