Sheng Li and the others were constantly dealing with the three opponents in front of them, their expressions grim.
Whether it was Zhao Long, Lv Bu, or that woman Hua Ling, their combat prowess was downright terrifying, utterly unlike mere subordinates.
It was as if they were facing a group of inner-court students who were suppressing their powers to fight them.
The remaining eight of them were consistently at a disadvantage against these three, their soul energy drastically exhausted, while the opponents seemed at ease, barely breaking a sweat.
After all, the nine of them from the Overlord Hall were among the most peak existence in the outer court students.
Zhao Long and his team descended upon this world through puppet bodies; their physical forms were not real, their realms suppressed, and the strength they exhibited was less than one ten-thousandth of their full prowess.
Even so, they could suppress the nine from Overlord Hall.
