The moment Wei Guang saw the three Upper Firmament Heaven cultivators, he knew he could not meet this battle head-on.
He understood very well that unless his strength reached his senior brother's level, there was no way he could overpower three peers in a direct confrontation, not to mention an evil god of unknown depths lurking nearby.
He could not last long if he fought by ordinary means alone, so he could only resort to some extreme measures.
After driving Yuan Siyong out of the battle with a single blow, layers upon layers of dense, resplendent cloud masses rose around Wei Guang and wrapped him tightly within.
This was a magical artifact he had retrieved from the Profound Court, one uniquely suited to himself. Though it could be summoned swiftly, he had used most of his strength against Yuan Siyong just now, so naturally little mana could be allotted to the artifact.
He judged that it could withstand no more than a single breath, though that should still block many attacks and buy him a brief moment to recover his breath. Yet, to his surprise, the artifact did not collapse until it had held out for another breath.
Though the successive attacks unleashed by Lian Qiang and Cai Xun were fierce and violent, they had not actually used their full strength. It was not that they were unwilling to exert themselves, but that they were guarding against the evil god disguised as a white-robed cultivator.
Solitary Yangzi had told them to assist the evil god, but they had neither formed an alliance nor sworn an oath. Who knew whether that evil god might turn on them as well?
They were not naive enough to believe an evil god would honor faith and righteousness. Perhaps while dealing with Wei Guang, it