"This junior is a disciple of the Thousand Spirit Sect. I beg Senior to lend a hand."
The blue-robed old man was overjoyed when he saw Han Changming's group of three and hurriedly called out for help.
"The Thousand Spirit Sect—I've read about this sect in the records. They specialize in cultivation techniques and have Spirit Transformation cultivators overseeing them," Ye Xin explained. After arriving on Hundred Herbs Planet, they had purchased quite a few books introducing the planet and had gained some understanding of its powers.
So many years had passed. Who knew what had happened in the outside world? Perhaps there were no longer any Spirit Transformation cultivators, or perhaps there were several.
"Watch your back!" Han Debiao warned. With a flick of his right hand, a sharp whistling tore through the air as dense layers of spear shadows swept out, hurtling toward the blue-robed old man at astonishing speed.
The blue-robed old man sensed a terrifying heat surging from behind him. He formed a hand seal, and azure light flared across his body as a hazy blue glow appeared out of nowhere, shielding his entire body.
A massive fireball struck him and exploded at once, roaring flames swallowing his figure.
The crimson giant lion descended from the heavens, opening its blood-filled maw as it lunged at the blue-robed old man. A vast swath of golden spear shadows swept over and struck the crimson giant lion, producing a string of dull bangs.
The crimson giant lion let out an enraged roar. At that moment, the ground exploded, and countless yellow grains of sand rose with the wind. After flying high into the air, they transformed into yellow fists that smashed toward the yellow giant lion—nothing more than a scratch to it.
It plunged into the crimson sea of