"Kid, attack the formation quickly and let us out!"
Shi Yuan roared.
This kind of sealing formation barrier was extremely sturdy from within. To break it, one could only attack from the outside.
"Let you out? The three of you treated me as bait, utterly disregarding whether I lived or died. Today, I want all three of you dead!"
Lu Ren said coldly.
The Immortal Battlefield was a place of deceit and mutual scheming. Although he and Jin Mulan belonged to the same camp and were both cultivators of the Dao One Immortal Realm, Jin Mulan clearly had not regarded him as a companion, but as an opponent to be exploited. Why would he spare the three of them?
"You!"
Jin Mulan flew into a rage. "A brat in the Master Realm like you is only fit to serve as bait. Who told you to come to the Immortal Battlefield? Just wait until we escape—then I'll make sure you die without a burial place!"
"The three of you are afraid you'll die here today!"
Yan Chi sneered, murderous intent boiling around him as he charged toward Jin Mulan and the other two.
Yan Chi had six arms, each gripping a Top-grade Dao Artifact saber. In an instant, he unleashed more than a dozen slashes.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jin Mulan and the other two likewise swung their weapons, blocking Yan Chi's attacks. Dao Artifacts collided endlessly, erupting with terrifying blasts as the energy of laws swept outward.
After merely a dozen exchanges, all three were overwhelmed. They staggered back again and again, blood spilling from their mouths.
Though they were both Immortal-Below-Immortal, the gap between them could still be immense. Such a gap was far greater than the disparity between Ninth Tribulation Masters.
Knowing they could not escape, Jin Mulan