The sudden mutation came too fast. The appearance of a large number of Yin fiends tore apart the peace without any warning. Fortunately, the Pot Lid had not been put away and stubbornly withstood the violent, tempestuous onslaught.
A Nascent Soul stage martial uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned to Yan Jiuzhi, and said, "Good thing we have you, nephew Yan. How much longer can this Pot Lid hold out? It's shaking so hard... Would you like me to take out one of my Dharma Artifacts to help hold the line for a bit?"
Another martial uncle chimed in, "Right, nephew, you should put it away first. If it breaks now, it's going to cost a fortune to repair."
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