"My God! The Iron Monk has actually descended!"
This exclamation exploded in Xiang Wantang's heart like a thunderclap, instantly stirring his mind.
Without hesitation, he transmitted his voice to Fang Han: "Brother Fang, the situation is urgent. Please send me out first. In my entire life, apart from being no match for my deceased master and you, I have only suffered a great loss at the hands of that Iron Monk. Now that I have successfully broken through to the Spirit Embryo Realm, I will take this opportunity to have a good fight with him and avenge my humiliation!"
Before she finished speaking, Xiang Wantang's heart was already burning with fighting spirit, as if a raging fire was burning inside her.
Fang Han sensed Xiang Wantang's determination, paused slightly, and continued to transmit his voice: "This big monk is already a master of the Nascent Soul Realm, his realm is above yours. You may not be able to guarantee victory, but you should be able to hold him off for a while. Don't worry, the flow of time in my small world is extremely slow. Once I finish my cultivation, I will come out immediately to help you hold the line. There will absolutely be no problem."
“Brother Fang, with your words, I can fight Iron Monk without any worries.”
Xiang Wantang laughed heartily, her eyes gleaming with determination.
He knew in his heart that if Fang Han wasn't there, he would definitely be somewhat constrained in his fight against the Iron Monk.
Because if they were defeated, he would have to consider how to safely leave with the Carefree King and Wang Dingtian.
But now, with Fang Han as his backer, he can fight without restraint, without any worries.
With a thought, Fang Han instantly sent Xiang Wantang out of the small world.
He knew that Xiang Wantang was currently at the Spirit Embryo Realm, while Tie Heshang was a master at the Spirit Infant Realm. Although there was a major difference between them, Xiang Wantang was not without a chance of winning.
Because Xiang Wantang's martial arts skills had been carefully perfected by him, and Xiang Wantang had also cultivated the Eight Desolations Technique and the Eight Desolations Sword Technique that he had personally taught her, her strength should not be underestimated.
Immediately, Fang Han composed himself and continued to play the zither with Tantai Qiuyue, immersing himself in the joy of cultivation.
Now, he must improve his cultivation level as soon as possible to meet the upcoming challenges, so every minute and every second is extremely precious.
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“You two might be considered giants in Tianyuan County, but in front of me, Iron Monk, you are nothing but insignificant dust.”
Having gained the upper hand with his move, Iron Monk arrogantly mocked the carefree king and Wang Dingtian of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect: "If you had been sensible and left earlier, you might have been able to save your lives. But now, you are doomed, with no chance of escape."
His aura grew stronger and stronger, like an invisible mountain pressing down on people, making it hard to breathe.
"Is this the oppressive aura of the Nascent Soul Realm?"
The carefree king was greatly shocked. He could clearly feel that inside the Iron Monk's body sat a holy infant as clear and translucent as glass.
Although the holy infant had not yet opened its eyes, its overwhelming aura rushed towards him like a storm, making it hard for him to breathe.
The so-called Spirit Embryo Realm refers to the formation of a spiritual embryo within the body. This spiritual embryo is like a clone that has been cultivated and possesses great power.
Upon reaching the Spirit Infant Realm, the spirit embryo is like a fetus that has grown into an adult, capable of unleashing boundless power to crush those lower-level cultivators.
As for Wang Dingtian, his strength was even weaker than that of the Carefree King, so he was naturally suppressed by the Iron Monk's aura. The true energy within his body seemed to be circulating somewhat sluggishly, as if bound by an invisible force.
He was extremely anxious, because if this continued, his momentum would be suppressed by the Iron Monk, and he would not only be unable to fight the Iron Monk, but he would also have difficulty launching a decent attack, or even have a chance to escape.
"Iron Monk, don't be so arrogant! This is the Flame Dragon Kingdom, and we have experts at the Nascent Soul Realm. You'd better retreat immediately, or you'll be the one courting death today!"
The carefree king showed no sign of backing down. Instead, he straightened his back and pointed his sword at the iron monk.
"The Carefree King, the strongest person in the Flame Dragon Kingdom, was formerly the Imperial Advisor. He was a master of the Spirit King Realm, stronger than me. But unfortunately, he is dead. The strongest person in your Flame Dragon Kingdom now is probably only at the Spirit Embryo Realm. In a one-on-one fight, no one is my match."
The Iron Monk stood atop his golden crow, arrogant and haughty, as if the whole world was beneath his feet.
"Sect Master, let's fight him! At worst, we'll self-destruct our cores. I refuse to believe that this monk can withstand the force of our self-destruction."
Wang Dingtian spoke to the Carefree King, his eyes flashing with determination.
The Carefree King is the new sect leader of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, and also the disciple of his senior master, that is, his senior brother. The two have a very close relationship.
He knew that retreating would be futile against Iron Monk, a powerful cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage. His only hope lay in fighting him with a spirit of mutual destruction.
"good!"
The carefree king nodded, his eyes also flashing with determination.
He also knew that even if he and Wang Dingtian joined forces, they had absolutely no chance of winning against the Iron Monk.
But they couldn't just surrender. They could only try to make the Iron Monk wary by fighting a mutually destructive strategy, hoping to force this powerful enemy to retreat.
Otherwise, he and Wang Dingtian would have truly perished here, turning into dust.
"Self-destructing your Yuan Dan? Hmph, you think you can scare me, Iron Monk, with your paltry tricks?"
The Iron Monk's lips curled into a disdainful sneer, his voice booming through the air like a bell.
However, before he finished speaking, the Iron Monk's divine sense suddenly spread out in all directions like a surging tide.
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