Chen Lin realized he had underestimated these black-robed people.
Any one of them had cultivation no weaker than his. The main reason he had managed to fight four at once earlier was the formidable power of his treasures.
The aura emanating from their short-haired leader, in particular, was probably already infinitely close to the true realm.
Fortunately, Di Yunhu was no weakling either.
His silver spear carried a magnificent might, showing something of the Silver Fairy's bearing. Even while locked in fierce combat with the short-haired leader, he could still spare a hand to help Chen Lin.
But the black-robed people soon formed a battle array, reversing their decline and launching a counterattack.
Chen Lin controlled the Bagua Mirror as he moved around the edge of the battle array, preventing any of them from escaping the Bagua Diagram's restraints.
These people were clearly well trained and likely belonged to some major faction. They had to be wiped out, or he could easily draw fire upon himself.
Still, he did not fight with everything he had.
He had to guard against the black-robed people, but he also had to guard against Di Yunhu.
It was not impossible that the man would repay kindness with betrayal and kill him to silence him.
His two companions, in particular, had remained motionless all this time. Chen Lin did not know whether their cultivation was too low for them to dare participate, or whether they had some other purpose.
"Fellow Daoist, don't hold back! The people of Water Moon Grotto-Heaven would never tear down the bridge after crossing the river. Rest assured, if you help us through this calamity, we will give you a reward that satisfies you!"
After fighting bitterly for a while, Di Yunhu still could not break the black-robed people's battle array.