She raised her head with some difficulty. By then, Wu Feng had long since been eliminated by Ji Juechen.
Even with the enhancement of her Thousand Refinement battle armor, Wu Feng herself was only a Five-Ring Soul King, nowhere near the level of a Seven-Ring Soul Sage like Ji Juechen, who had fought countless grueling battles in the Undead Demiplane.
The only reason she had been able to help Ma Xiaotao hold Ji Juechen off for a while was that her Flame Dragon Battle Armor and Dark Gold Flame Dragon Claw were so absurdly powerful that even a sword cultivator with top-tier offensive power like Ji Juechen had been forced to avoid her edge.
Although Ling Luochеn had already been knocked down moments earlier by the White Tiger True Body as it flew backward, giving Huo Yuhao an opening to eliminate her and freeing him up to help Ning Tian take out Jing Ziyan.
Unless the two great Soul Saints in the air were dealt with, however, the outcome of the fighting between little Soul Kings and Soul Emperors like them would not truly affect the battle.
All beneath the Soul Saint realm were ants; without seven rings, one was no cultivator.
That statement might have been a little absolute, but the difference between having a Martial Soul Avatar and not having one really was that vast.
Against Dai Huabin at the six-ring Soul Emperor level, Chen Ping could defeat him without even using a single one of his trump cards.
But against Dai Huabin with his Martial Soul Avatar activated, even a casual swipe of his claws could potentially finish Chen Ping in an instant!
Thus, all Chen Ping could do now was recover his soul power as quickly as possible in case it was needed. That was all.