At this moment, Weng Yinke still could not bear it. "First Elder, please put the bigger picture first. I hope you can understand."
Weng Yindu's teeth ground together with a creak. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Of course this old man understands. It was all because Ah Wu overestimated himself and offended the Eastern Tyrant geniuses."
He shoved all the blame onto Weng Wu, but then gritted his teeth fiercely again. "However, you seem to have forgotten that those in the Soul-Reversal Realm have an innate disadvantage when facing shadow spirits. It is not something that can be overcome merely by having strong combat power."
Weng Yindu's voice seemed to squeeze out through clenched teeth. He still intended to sink his teeth into Sikong Jing one more time.
At those words, everyone present stiffened.
That was right. The spirit platform and sea of consciousness of a Soul-Reversal Realm cultivator were not yet sturdy enough. No matter how powerful their combat strength, they could easily be killed by spirit shadows. Even a ninth-grade battle body, if it had not reached the War Martial Realm, was no stronger than a War Martial Realm cultivator when facing spirit shadows.
Yet Weng Ting, Zhang Duiyi, and the others, who were already turning to leave, did not care in the slightest.
This innate disadvantage was real, but that was only because one had not achieved spirit-martial fusion. So long as one achieved spirit-martial fusion while in the Soul-Reversal Realm, that so-called weakness would no longer exist.
Moreover, when Weng Ting had invited Sikong Jing, she had already decided that before the Spirit-Seizing War, she would help him break through to the War Martial Realm.
Of course, now that Sikong Jing had already achieved spirit-martial fusion, there was no need to help him break