Jiang Man stood where he was, watching the Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit.
She was summoning her subordinates.
In other words, the Black-Robed Man and the others.
Jiang Man did not stop her. This was a good chance to see how many there were.
He could also find out how much more Spirit Source he could earn.
As for danger...
Did any of the Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit's subordinates have a Primordial Spirit?
Even if they did, they could not possibly be a match for him.
Much less in a place covered in his formations.
Even the Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit herself would meet her bitter end here, let alone her subordinates.
As the Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit's power spread,
figures manifested outside the Broken Temple.
All of them wore black robes and stood respectfully.
An air of deadly solemnity surrounded them all.
As though they would plunge into battle the next moment.
At the sight, even Jiang Man, who had initially dismissed them, froze for a moment.
Then he put aside his disdain.
They were taking this seriously.
He could not look down on them too much either. As a Peerless Heavenly Prodigy, he still had to show his enemies respect.
Besides, he was counting on them for more Spirit Source in the future.
They could be considered people who had paid their Spirit Source, too.
As light shone, rows of black-robed figures appeared.
Their presence was imposing.
Even the Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit was taken aback by the sight.
Though their numbers had dwindled considerably, she had never expected them to possess such deadly solemnity.
For a moment, she felt even more reassured.
Then radiance flowed around her.
It lent her a holy air, and the voice that rang out was ethereal and vast:
"Someone has blasphemed against an