Leaving Dharma Master Xuandu and the others aside as they watched from the sidelines, Ling Qing was finding things somewhat difficult within the formation as well.
Though he possessed combat strength comparable to a Heavenly Immortal, he was not one in the end.
He could not withstand being besieged by several people of the same realm while also protecting the Falling Rock Tribe behind him.
"Senior Brother!"
With a loud cry, Ling Qing suddenly flung the Mountain-Driving Whip in his hand toward Li Li.
Li Li immediately understood. Catching it, he cracked it through the air five times.
With a thunderous roar, five towering peaks rose before them, splitting the battlefield apart.
These were no ordinary mountains, but the True Form of the Five Sacred Mountains shaped by Li Li with the Mountain-Driving Whip.
Under Li Li's command, the five peaks continuously moved around the Falling Rock Tribe, shielding its left and right flanks and its rear.
Ling Qing urged the nine-headed Azure Lion into a leap, evading the attack. With his free hand, he removed the Primordial Unity Banner from his back and gave it a shake in midair. The banner cloth wound itself around the pole, transforming into a great spear-banner.
With a fluttering shake in the air, he sent an enemy flying on the spear's tip, and the Azure Lion leaped past.
With a flick of the Spirit-Commanding Whip in his hand, he struck the man to the ground with a bang.
The Transformation Spell activated. Though it did not turn him into an ordinary beast, the place struck by the whip changed.
Sensing something amiss with his body, the man hurriedly rolled across the ground and escaped with an evasion art.
Mounted on the Azure Lion, Ling Qing alternated between whip and spear, cutting down the