At the sight, Senior Brother Tian remained expressionless, but sighed inwardly, preparing to order the disciples of the four sects to retreat.
Just then, a figure suddenly somersaulted up from below, trailing afterimages, and landed directly above the Joyful Bliss Palace Woman. Without a word, he flipped upside down and slammed his palm downward, sending a massive pale-gold hand crashing down.
Startled, the Joyful Bliss Palace Woman swept her jade fan upward. Layer upon layer of illusory pink peach blossoms appeared overhead, sheltering her beneath them.
Boom!
The golden palm print smashed through seven or eight layers of peach blossom phantoms in succession, then blurred as it struck the top of the woman's head.
Pfft!
Her voluptuous body burst apart, turning into a great cloud of pink mist.
Elsewhere in the sea of pink mist, the woman reappeared, her face ashen with fury as she glared at the figure newly arrived above.
That figure was naturally Wang Yu, who had arrived just in time.
Seeing that his strike had failed, he twisted in the air and landed steadily beside Senior Brother Tian, gazing calmly at the two Demonic Path True Disciples before him.
Senior Brother Tian was delighted, but still asked in disbelief, "Junior Brother Wang, you defeated your opponent so quickly?"
"Rest assured, Senior Brother. That fellow was somewhat troublesome, but I've already killed him. Things on your side, however, don't seem particularly favorable," Wang Yu replied evenly.
"Haha, don't worry, Junior Brother Wang. As long as you can tie down one of them, leave the other and those two puppets to me.
"As for the Demonic Path True Disciple who owns those two puppets, I've heard of him. Though he excels in mechanism puppet techniques, he's as timid as a mouse and never appears in person during a