The Final Battle (3) (Brass Teapot 10000 Book Coins Reward)

Area under the formation's suppression.

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce. All manner of spells and sword lights flashed through the air, their spiritual radiance illuminating the entire sky. Yet anyone with a discerning eye could tell that neither side was truly fighting to the death. This seemingly intense battle was, in reality, more of a war of attrition.

Akatsuki's objective was to stall for time. As long as their opponents did not launch a full-force assault, they would not waste their energy in a desperate fight. The twelve Nascent Soul-stage cultivators were likewise unwilling to risk their lives at this point. Besides, they believed they already held every advantage. Wearing down Akatsuki with spells and sword qi was the safest approach, because what they had to guard against was not merely Akatsuki, but even more so the schemes of their own enemies.

"Should we make a move against that Prince Zixia from earlier? He was struck by the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder before, so he probably hasn't recovered yet!" Meng Jingxian said. He had already begun looking for someone to kill.

"Don't! That guy has too many magic treasures. Even the clothes he's wearing are heaven-grade magic treasures. He probably has even more trump cards, so it'll be hard for us to deal any significant damage to him!" Qin Lang transmitted through the ring.

Qin Lang had attacked Prince Zixia earlier and knew just how absurd that man's defenses were. Even when the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder struck him, it had only inflicted minor injuries and made him look somewhat disheveled. Targeting him would make it difficult to achieve their intended goal.

"How about that middle-aged cultivator hiding among the crowd and casting wood-element spells? My Red Cherry Karma Fire happens to counter him!" Kong Chen