How About Your Space Ring Instead Of Your Body?

The people behind Mao Rong charged toward Feng Fan's group, their weapons glowing with spiritual qi. Mao Rong's group had been reduced to six members, including him.

To Mao Rong, his followers were nothing more than pawns. If they proved useless or became a burden, he wouldn't hesitate to discard them.

"Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

Huang Xue, who had remained still until now, finally made her move. Her sword carved a wide horizontal arc through the air, aiming to strike all five approaching enemies at once.

If she had been facing just one opponent, she might have stood a chance. But against five cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core Formation realm, her strength fell short.

Mao Rong's group advanced, dissipating her attack and pressing forward. However, her move had bought just enough time for Su Xiaoli and Mao Shun to recover.