The two demon generals moved swiftly, attacking from every angle to catch him off guard. Wei Zhongran had no choice but to dodge and circle around them.
In truth, the two demon generals were equally horrified. Over the past seven or eight breaths, this little fat man before them had not only withstood all their attacks while facing the two of them together, but whenever he struck, his attacks carried the force of a thousand jun.
They had initially thought it was a final burst of strength from someone on the verge of death after being besieged. Yet they soon realized something was wrong. The mana of this plump Phantom Sect cultivator surged like tidal waves.
One wave rose higher than the last, as though there were no end to it, pouring forth violent attacks. Most crucially, Wei Zhongran himself did not show the slightest strain!
For a moment, the two demon generals felt that their side's plan might have gone awry.
Wei Zhongran had also seen Li Yan kill his opponent. Yet because Li Yan had moved too quickly, he had only caught the rough process and guessed that Li Yan had used some magic treasure.
As for Li Yan's secret use of Nascent Soul Poison, no one here could possibly have guessed it. Otherwise, if they learned that such a tyrannical poison still existed in the world, Li Yan's importance would rise several ranks at once.
Seeing such a result, Wei Zhongran was delighted inwardly. He had been worried all along that someone on their side would be injured or fall. If that happened, he could only activate the sect-protecting grand formation.
But there were many outside cultivators here now, and they were not all enemies. With friend and foe tangled together, once the sect-protecting grand formation launched