Fire Virtue also began to transform, finally becoming an Eight-Armed Serpent Venerable wielding eight flaming weapons.
The Sky-Swallowing Bird glanced at the four Great Sages, feeling rather ashamed. He could not transform into anything. All he could do was eat.
Fang Yun pondered for a breath. The doors of the Temple of Ultimate Evil in his Literary World swung open, and the concealed Teleportation Conquest Gate behind him trembled gently.
Dragon Race Battle Souls and Ancient Demon Battle Souls emerged from the mist, one after another.
Every one was a Half-Sage!
This was the first time since his Saint Enfeoffment that Fang Yun had opened the Dragon Soul Battlefield he had obtained at the Sky-Hanging River in Burial Saint Valley to the outside world!
Under the astonished gazes of the five Great Sages, a full hundred Half-Sage Battle Souls emerged, half from the Dragon Race and half Ancient Demons.
"As expected of a Sutra-Chanting Specter, one of the supreme races!" This time, Fire Virtue was finally convinced, heart and soul.
Never mind Half-Sages-even among Great Sages, no one in the Myriad Worlds could directly summon a hundred Half-Sage Battle Souls.
This time, Fang Yun made no attempt to conceal it.
After all, powers like these, seemingly related to ghosts and Battle Souls, were precisely what Sutra-Chanting Specters excelled at.
It was just that this time, he excelled a little too much.
"So when you said you could lead us through their battle formation, it wasn't because of us. You had confidence in yourself," Yanhui said helplessly.
"The main purpose of these Half-Sage Battle Souls is to take over the two wings. From here on, all of us have one task: kill the Gold Race giants! Only by killing them all can we break through their army formation. Everyone, stop holding