On the interwoven battlefield, Blood Radiance Paradise had few members, fewer than sixty in total. However, with Dead Spirit providing the firepower, the entire team's strength seemed to have risen by a whole level.
Dead Spirit always assisted his teammates when they needed help the most, while also creating openings in the enemy's defenses for them. He was like the ruler of the battlefield. Even Shi Feng had to acknowledge his prowess—after all, there was a reason he was called the Hand of Magic.
Not only did he possess absolute control over magic, but he could also manipulate the enemies on the battlefield at will.
That was precisely why Heavenly Secrets Pavilion had named him the Hand of Magic.
Other than Dead Spirit, the members of Blood Radiance Paradise could not be considered particularly outstanding. Even their strongest member had merely reached the Vacuum Realm, capable of pushing the five senses to their limits. Yet they could still stand alongside top adventure teams such as the newly risen Midnight Tea Party and Owl, all because of their leader, Dead Spirit.
Seeing that Shi Feng was less than sixty yards away from Dead Spirit, more than twenty Fireballs and ice lances immediately came flying at him. However, attacks of this level did not even warrant a block from Shi Feng. His footwork abruptly changed, and he easily slipped through the magical barrage.
Yet while he was weaving through it, three flashes of sword light suddenly struck at him.
The three sword lights came from tricky angles. Not only did they seal off Shi Feng's path forward, but they also left the rapidly charging Shi Feng unable to evade. He could only meet them head-on.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In an instant, Shi Feng deflected the three incoming sword auras five yards away.