Despite his advanced age, Master Zhang reacted extremely quickly, hastily injecting his mana into the oilskin umbrella.
With the nourishment from his mana, the black oilskin umbrella shone brightly, stopping the flying sword!
"Fellow daoists, we have arrived!"
Two other Golden Core masters also jumped up immediately.
Lin Boyue, without any hesitation, also jumped behind the umbrella, infusing it with his mana.
The truth of the matter "Lips and teeth depend on each other for survival" was something he understood very well.
Facing again the combined resistance of five Golden Core masters, unexpectedly, Zhang Daobai looked elated instead of scared.
These five people in front of him represented the strongest forces of the three major sects. As long as they were removed, even if the three major sects had some more Golden Core practitioners, there was nothing to fear.
Wu Siqi can cope with it adequately.
At this thought, a firm glint flashed in Zhang Daobai's eyes.