The group hurried away, disappearing from sight in mere moments. Only Yun Che and Ning Kongchen remained, standing back to back on the ruined city wall as they faced the four supreme experts in the air.
Ning Kongchen gripped his three-meter-long strange sword, his knuckles turning slightly white. "This old bastard's Immortal Power is even greater than I imagined. Even burning my Divine Body, I can hold out for a hundred exchanges at most. Are you really not leaving with them?"
Yun Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Grand Void Immortal Essence slowly circulated through his body, forcibly repairing his ruptured meridians. His voice was utterly calm.
"If those four are determined to chase them, Xiangling and the others won't escape an immortal's tracking, no matter how fast they go. Only by staying here can I keep them pinned down."
Ning Kongchen laughed heartily, his laughter carrying the frank acceptance of a man prepared to die.
"Fine. Just my rotten luck. I'll follow you into madness one last time in this life. If we slaughter the Heavenly Dao Council's first seat, even if I die, it'll be something to brag about for a lifetime."
Seeing how unruffled the two below the wall were, Ji Bei felt his authority had been challenged as never before. He brushed aside Wang Zhongwang, who stood before him, and slowly descended, landing less than a hundred feet from the pair. Red Heavenly Dao Immortal Power surged around him, and the whole world darkened with it.
"Since you're both so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."
Before his words had faded, Ji Bei moved. His red palm slammed straight down toward Yun Che's head with enough force to tear through the void.
This palm strike was several times stronger than his