[I still have a little stockpile left. Starting today, there will be five updates a day through the third day of the Lunar New Year; after that, I won't be able to release extra updates!]
To put it plainly, although He Pingsheng was only at the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Stage, the spiritual power reserves in each of his dantians were certainly no lower than those of an eleventh-layer cultivator, or even a twelfth-layer one.
And he had five such dantians.
In terms of his total spiritual energy reserves, he far surpassed other Qi Refining Stage disciples.
"Don't panic, Senior Sister!" said the tenth-layer disciple holding the Iron Rod. "I'll go wear him down first. So what if his dantian holds an immense amount of spiritual power?"
"Could he possibly have more than all four of us combined?"
With that, the disciple closed in with his Iron Rod, without waiting for Linglong's approval.
Once he was within ten feet, his strength suddenly erupted, and the massive rod smashed down toward He Pingsheng's head.
Bang...
That tremendous force struck the earthen-yellow membrane of light surrounding He Pingsheng.
The light on the membrane dimmed again.
This time, however, He Pingsheng did not keep pouring earth attribute magic power into his defenses. Instead, with a shift of his divine sense, he formed three Fire Crows.
The instant the three Fire Crows took shape, they hurtled toward the male disciple wielding the Iron Rod.
And they came from three different directions.
With so little distance between them, there was scarcely any time.
The male disciple had neither the room nor the time to mount a defense.
He could only retreat a step and swing his rod at the Fire Crow in front of him.
That single swing landed twice, striking not only