At this moment, Lu Ren also returned to the Chaos Clan's camp and sat down beside Gu Chunxiao.
Gu Chunxiao smiled. "Lu Ren, it seems you still held something back in this battle!"
Lu Ren nodded. "The real opponents are Wang Xingchen, Tai Batian, Yan Poyuan, and the others. Naturally, I have to keep some methods in reserve!"
"Defeating Yan Ming has already exceeded my expectations. The matches ahead will only grow harder. Remember, there is no need to force yourself. Losing to these Battle Bodies is nothing shameful!"
Gu Chunxiao said.
These Battle Bodies had cultivated through several eras. Each one had written his own legend and era, possessing terrifying talent and combat strength.
Although Lu Ren's talent and combat strength were formidable, when it came to accumulated foundations, he was naturally somewhat weaker.
"I will fight with all my strength until the very end!"
Lu Ren said calmly.
At this moment, Meng Linglong and Wang Xingchen had already begun fighting.
A nine-colored ancient zither floated above Meng Linglong's palm. Strange runes flowed across its body, emanating a soul-stirring aura.
This was the Nine-Colored Immortal Zither, likewise a Dao Restricting Soldier. It ranked twenty-third in the Dao-Restricting Chapter and was also the only immortal-soul Dao Restricting Soldier among the top thirty, capable of unleashing immortal-soul attacks.
Seeing this, Wang Xingchen's face turned grave. Without the slightest hesitation, he lunged toward Meng Linglong.
He had witnessed the might of Meng Linglong's Nine-Colored Immortal Zither before. Once it erupted in full force, even he found it extremely troublesome.
Therefore, he had to disrupt Meng Linglong's playing at the first possible moment.
Yet just as Wang Xingchen pounced forward, Meng Linglong's jade fingers suddenly plucked the strings.
Clang!
The invisible soundwaves actually gathered into blazing phoenixes. Wherever they passed, immortal-soul ripples spread