"To kill a chicken, why use an ox-cleaver?" Wei Suo transmitted to Feng Wucang, then immediately spoke aloud and gave Ling Longtian a meaningful look.
With Divine Profound Great Powers gathered on both sides and held in check by world-shaking restrictions, a chaotic melee was unlikely to break out. No Divine Profound Great Power could be certain of escaping unscathed. But if one or two of the enemy's Divine Profound Great Powers could be slain at the outset, the battle to follow would become far more favorable.
With his current abilities, if he struck with full force, killing this young Divine Profound cultivator from the Donglai Secret Realm should pose no problem at all.
Moreover, Feng Wucang would very likely perish if he fought this man, so Wei Suo had already decided to step forward.
But what he had never expected was that just as he spoke, at least five or six aged voices rang out at once. Three decrepit old men even rose directly into the air, challenging the young Divine Profound cultivator of the Donglai Secret Realm.
Like Feather Phoenix True Person before them, these three elders were ancient relics with one foot already in the grave. Clearly, they too intended to stake their lives in Feng Wucang's place.
Feng Wucang's gaze swept across Wei Suo and the elders, but did not linger on them. He controlled his expression well, revealing nothing obvious. Everyone assumed he was inwardly shaken because so many cultivators had stepped forward for him.
"To deal with you, there is no need for Fellow Daoist Wumo to act. I alone will suffice."
At that moment, a green figure slowly emerged from the Yuheng Continent's side and calmly hovered in the sky opposite the three ancient Tianxuan Continent cultivators who had stepped forward.
"This...?" Many