With more than two hundred disciples from the Qingyun Sect, they could also provide some help, thus they would inevitably hold an absolute advantage.
Although he had expended some of his mana before, the overall impact was negligible, as long as they could resolve the battle quickly, there wouldn't be much risk.
Knowing this, Xu Zhi's confidence was fully restored.
At this moment, he looked at the three people in front of him, Lin Shikang, with a slightly mocking expression on his face.
"Lin, do you really think that the three of you together can defeat me?"
"Hehe... thinking you can confront me without even a magical treasure, isn't that too naïve?"
Hearing this, Lin Shikang coldly snorted, "Either retreat now and we, the Lin Family, will not pursue further."
"If you continue to aggressively press us, the few of us will fight even at the risk of self-destructing our Golden Cores to bring you down!"
