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"Jordan and I will face the two liquid stage experts," Noah roared. "The others will take care of the gaseous stage before supporting us!"

Noah had understood that his group couldn't escape that threat as soon as the trio started moving. The two liquid stage experts were faster than him, while the third cultivator seemed able to match his speed.

The unstable substance flowed inside his black veins before a wave of dark matter covered his figure. A draconic armor that featured six arms enveloped him before roots spread around his higher energy.

The roots gave birth to three blades in his empty hands. Night, Snore, and Duanlong also came out of his separate space. Noah was going all-out from the beginning of the fight.

Noah didn't divide the opponents casually. The cultivation level of the two liquid stage existences was too high for normal humans. Only hybrids could endure the inevitable beating that had to follow.