'Even five Lin Tiantians combined would be no match for this man.'
Ning Jiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression grim.
He could slay the weakest of Spirit Realm experts, like Lin Tiantian, with his Ice Soul Sword. But someone like Elder Zhou would force him into a bitter struggle.
As for this Elder Han, he felt he had no chance of victory.
Such was the gap between their Realms. Elder Han's Cultivation was approaching the Spirit Realm Middle Stage, while Ning Jiang's strength was merely at the Innate Peak. The difference was a chasm.
Throughout history, only those with at least a Sacred Body could defeat an expert like Elder Han at this Realm.
Even someone with a King's Body couldn't guarantee victory.
"I'll do my best to hold them off. Look for an opportunity and run," Yue Lianxi whispered, moving closer to Ning Jiang.
As if to reassure him, she added, "With my grandfather around, they wouldn't dare do anything to me."
