Now that they had the advantage, if they still didn’t do anything, people would say that Zhang Pingquan was useless. Following Zhang Pingquan’s cold words, the remaining eight all clenched their flying swords. They slowly walked into a formation and faced off against Zhao Jiuge’s group of three.

The atmosphere on top of Wu Hua Peak became oppressive. A great battle was about to erupt!

When Zhang Pingquan’s spirit force erupted, her dark skin seemed a bit whiter from the spirit light shining on her. Behind her, eight rays of spirit light appeared. The pressure made Zhao Jiuge feel his chest become a bit stuffy. He didn’t have it too bad; however, Leng Rufeng’s body trembled a little. After all, he hadn’t tempered his body inside a spirit vein yet.

Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were filled with battle intent. He wasn’t just speaking nonsense, he really was fearless! Although the other side had nine people, he found out through their spirit force that only Zhang Pingquan and Ling Longbiao had tempered their bodies. A powerful and mysterious Bai Qingqing, along with his Sanskrit Divine Body, made him confident...