Watching the four attackers approach, Zhang Yu stepped toward Jiutian Liu and the others, calmly saying, "I hate fighting against many with few, and I dislike facing strong opponents with weaker force."
"But when these two conflicts arise, I don't hate it."
"Just like at this moment, I will use my singular 'strength' to crush the 'weakness' of all four of you."
Feeling the assault of the four up close, Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Four at the Golden Core... then I shall become Nascent Soul, no?"
In the next moment, Zhang Yu's aura surged dramatically, erupting with the pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm under the watchful eyes of everyone.
At the same time, one Golden Core expert at the front let out a miserable scream, as if crashing into an invisible wall, his bones breaking, covered in blood, already fallen to the ground.
Witnessing this, Jiutian Liu's eyes narrowed: "Nascent Soul?"
