After watching for quite a while, Lu Yin still didn't move.
The people under attack had noticed him long ago. Seeing him stand still, they were rather relieved; they had been afraid he'd need Yan Xiao Jing to save him like the fatty did. That would have been trouble.
With a bang, one Divine Armor Guard was smashed apart and completely disabled. Another took its place. The group was gradually running out of strength. If they didn't break through soon, they'd eventually be trapped and killed.
"Brother Lian, take a rest. I'll handle this." Yan Xiao Jing stepped forward. A phantom appeared behind her, identical to the one behind the fatty. In fact, the phantoms behind everyone were the same; some were blurry, some clear. The one behind Yan Xiao Jing was the clearest. Lu Yin could even make out its features. It was indeed a person, an old man.
What did this mean? Why did human phantoms appear behind them and empower them? Was this the imprint the fatty had mentioned?
Empowered by the phantom, Yan Xiao Jing struck with one palm and shattered a Divine Armor Guard. Her attack was entirely different from when she had just saved the fatty. But summoning the phantom consumed a great deal of energy. After she shattered only three guards, it blurred and gradually disappeared.
Lu Yin saw the pleading look in the fatty's eyes among the crowd, and his gaze sharpened. There was no need to wait any longer. He'd seen everything he needed to. With that, he leaped forward, appearing behind a Divine Armor Guard, and struck with one palm. His hundredfold Wave Palm landed with a clang, sending the guard's head flying. Lu Yin then unleashed several more hundredfold Wave Palms in succession. The technique put no strain on