When Zhang Yan saw that his actions had already drawn the Devil's attention, he thought to himself that there was no need to be the one sticking his neck out and cautiously moved back a few steps.
He retrieved a three-foot-long Dharma Sword from his Sleeve Bag. The blade exuded an icy aura, seemingly as clear as a blue spring. With a pinch of his fingers forming a spell, he offered the sword to the heavens, sending it soaring into the clouds, where it immediately engaged with three oncoming Devils.
To avoid drawing excessive attention, he assessed a direction and fought while retreating, moving toward the gathering point of the crowd inside the hall.
He manipulated the Flying Sword, forming a swerving sword rainbow that fended off attacks, but as the exchanges continued, the situation became increasingly perilous.
From an outsider's perspective, they would surely be sweating bullets for him.
