Heaven-born Spirit Beasts such as wyrms were far stronger than other Demon Beasts of the same level. This Level Five Frost Wyrm far surpassed an ordinary Level Five Demon Beast, rivaling a level six one. In terms of a cultivator's realm, it was already equivalent to a Core Formation Middle Stage cultivator.
Faced with an opponent of this caliber, the Foundation Establishment cultivators all turned pale with fright. Had they not had strength in numbers, they would probably have taken to their heels long ago.
Yin Xue'er exchanged a glance with Lin He. He nodded imperceptibly, and only then did she declare,
"Don't panic, everyone! With so many of us working together, we can defeat it!"
The late Foundation Establishment elder from the Demonic Flame Sect jumped at her words. "Fellow Daoist Yin, surely you're joking? I have no desire to fight a Level Five Frost Wyrm."
The elder had voiced everyone's thoughts. There were over two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators present, and perhaps they could defeat the Frost Wyrm together, but how many lives would it cost? Who would willingly sacrifice themselves for it?
While they spoke, the Frost Wyrm did not attack. Instead, it guarded the entrance to the hall, coiling its body and staring fixedly at them, its threat unmistakable.
Seeing this, Lin He knew he had to speak, or these people would start beating the retreat.
He stepped out from the crowd and said clearly, "I know you're all afraid of this Frost Wyrm's attacks. But what if I have a way to withstand them?"
"Hm?" Disbelief filled every face. This Frost Wyrm was so powerful that it would take at least a Level Five Spirit Beast to withstand its attacks. What could Lin He possibly do?
Unperturbed, Lin He took out his Spirit Beast Bag.