As the Grand Elder of the Divine Dragon Cult, Zhuang Dongwang naturally knew what kind of attack he had suffered and hastily retreated.
Elder Fu and Yin Changming pursued him with all their might.
They had never seen Zhuang Dongwang so weak. With just one more push, they could kill him on the spot!
"No! The Grand Elder is in danger!"
The Divine Dragon Cult disciples on the perimeter could no longer stand idle. Seeing that two Core Formation experts were dead and Zhuang Dongwang was also in mortal peril, they all abandoned the array and charged forward.
One hazy glow after another began to emerge from their bodies, accompanied by surges of powerful auras. They seemed to have become vortices connected to the void, spewing water, fire, lightning, and all kinds of gang baleful energy.
But none of this could help. Zhuang Dongwang suffered several more wounds, and the life-saving measures he carried had already been utterly destroyed. He had no other trump cards left.
These people moved in orderly formation and coordinated seamlessly. Their combined attacks could rival a Core Formation cultivator's strength, and for a time, they truly posed a considerable obstacle to Elder Fu and Yin Changming.
But Li Ling soon stepped forward to deal with them.
Li Ling did not want to become too deeply entangled in the karma of this affair, but since he had already acted, he no longer held back.
He had only been waiting at the side for an opportunity to guard against Zhuang Dongwang's dying counterattack.
There were quite a few of these Foundation Establishment cultivators, but under his crushing assault, they still failed to save Zhuang Dongwang.
When Elder Fu thrust his sword into Zhuang Dongwang's chest and unleashed its sword qi and intent to extinguish his vitality, a