Yide True Immortal spoke lightly, but that streak of red light really was the best way to counter the Life-Soul Lock.
A Soul Body's greatest offensive capabilities were resisting divine souls and tainting them. His strike had been driven by vitality, while the other side's technique burned vitality away. Fundamentally, it was a direct clash, mostly a contest of cultivation.
If he lost the upper hand, his vitality would be damaged. If the other side lost, their divine souls would be damaged. If the injury was severe, it would naturally harm their foundation—but under normal circumstances, no one was that fragile.
Yet the other side had first sent out seven or eight Golden Cores to share the burden of that Life-Soul Lock. They were clearly relying on sheer numbers.
Their cultivation levels had originally been close. If one side used cannon fodder to overwhelm the other with numbers, the other side would naturally be at a disadvantage.
Shan Lin True Immortal understood this well. He raised a hand and unleashed a Life-Soul Lock as well. "Senior Brother, I'll help you!"
"Excellent!" More than ten Golden Core Soul Bodies lunged at them, cackling strangely. "Let's see how much vitality you have!"
Shan Lin True Immortal was only at the Second-Layer Nascent Soul, so these Golden Cores did not fear him. One Soul Body even recognized him. "That bastard is Shan Lin, commander-in-chief of the Southern Region's Eastern Grand Camp! Kill him... and the Eastern Grand Camp will fall!"
"What nonsense." Shan Lin sneered and flicked out another mass of mist. "Extreme Ice Seal!"
He did indeed guard one side, but for mere Soul Bodies to kill him would be extraordinarily difficult. Even seriously injuring him would be impressive enough.
Once his condition changed, people would naturally go reinforce his camp. Saying