Fight Against Ye Fan

A guttural growl ripped from the Iron Hammer Sect leader's throat as his lifeless eyes locked onto Wang Li. "How… how?!" he rasped, disbelief twisting his features. A mere Nascent Soul cultivator had pierced his defenses with such ease. It seemed impossible!

Ignoring this demon, Wang Li turned towards Palace Mistress Jiu Lan, his voice urgent. "Palace Mistress, handle these three. I'll deal with Ye Fan. Once he's out of the picture, I'll assist you."

Palace Mistress Jiu Lan snorted. "Don't underestimate me, young man. I require no assistance from the likes of you."

Pride flickered in her eyes, a facade masking the relief that surged through her. Wang Li's timely intervention had significantly reduced the threat she faced.

Seeing her resolve, Wang Li knew better than to argue. He stole another glance towards Palace Mistress Jiu Lan. This was the moment she would unleash her secret technique, the Jade Lotus Blossoming.