With the combined support of Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning amplifying his strength, a wave of relief washed over Fang Yuan. He gripped his spear tightly, the enhanced power coursing through his body, and launched into a frenzied assault.
Hiss! Hiss!
The two Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens responded with ferocious battle cries, their bodies practically morphing into streaks of lightning as they relentlessly charged at Fang Yuan. Their speed was blinding, their intent lethal.
Fang Yuan swung his spear with precision and expertise, each strike aimed to fend off the advancing beasts while skillfully retreating. His movements were sharp and calculated, a dance between survival and offense.
His plan was clear—push back the two demonic beasts just enough to create space, then use the enhanced power from the secret arts to make a rapid exit. If he timed it right, he could escape with his life intact.
