"Fellow Daoist Hongyin..."
"You will have to hold him off yourself..."
No sooner had Hongyin finished speaking than the Great Elder's and Yan San's uncertain voices rang out in everyone's minds.
The short-haired, black-robed man had already stepped forward. Perhaps Wan Qing had received his voice transmission; he turned into a streak of white light and swiftly flew backward, quickly opening up some distance.
It seemed the short-haired, black-robed man also knew that, unable to fully wield Spirit Transformation-stage cultivation, he could not swiftly resolve the combined assault of several peak late-Nascent Soul cultivators.
Hongyin said no more. She was much like Li Yan—when it was time to fight, she had no desire to waste words.
Li Yan likewise remained silent and immediately pounced forward, though he gave Hongyin a deep look.
"The opponent was once a Spirit Transformation cultivator. Even if his realm has fallen, he still possesses immensely powerful trump cards.
"Either he can use secret arts beyond his current realm, or his comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth still remains in his heart. That is why she is confident she can hold him off.
"Judging by her former strength, Hongyin's realm had once been a full level higher than that Spirit Transformation cultivator before her. Now that she has recovered her physical body, she certainly is not as simple as an ordinary late-Nascent Soul cultivator..."
Li Yan's thoughts raced.
The moment Hongyin flew out, she held her spear in one hand while the other repeatedly tapped between her brows. Blossoms of red lotus flew out, eighty-one in total. The instant they emerged, they scattered yellow radiance across the heavens.
Amid whistling sounds, clusters of flames appeared atop the lotuses. In an instant, blazing heat flooded this stretch of heaven and earth.
Everyone felt their breathing