"Junior Brother Wang, you shouldn't have agreed to take on Dai Zong. What I told you just now didn't convey even a tenth or a fifth of how terrifying that fellow is. I wouldn't think it excessive to treat him as a true disciple." As soon as Wan Shan led Wang Yu to a quiet, secluded spot, he spoke in a low voice.
"Oh? He can stand shoulder to shoulder with a true disciple? Is this Dai Zong really that capable?" Wang Yu asked with a smile.
"You have no idea. The disciples who fought him weren't weaklings. One even specialized in a wood-attribute cultivation method that countered the poison path. But once Dai Zong poisoned them, every detoxifying spell and medicinal pill had barely any effect. The only solution was to force the poison out promptly with dharma power. But in the middle of a fight, why would Dai Zong give you time to purge it?" Wan Shan said, deeply worried.
"That formidable? Then it seems the best solution is not to give him time to use his poison path cultivation method." Wang Yu rubbed his chin and replied thoughtfully.
"Junior Brother Wang, do you mean ending the fight quickly? I'm afraid that would be very difficult.
"Besides his own abilities, Dai Zong keeps a thick-skinned violent bear spirit beast. It has boundless strength, extraordinary defenses, and can breathe blazing flames. It's also extremely troublesome," Wan Shan said, shaking his head repeatedly.
"A bear spirit beast? That would indeed be rather difficult to deal with." For the first time, a trace of gravity appeared on Wang Yu's face.
"Exactly. Before you arrived, Senior Brother Tian and the others had planned to tie Dai Zong down with puppets and spirit beasts, so fewer people would be directly exposed to his