At this moment, Zhang Heng looked at Ding Fan with that unparalleled aura, feeling deeply shocked in his heart. To be honest, since he started cultivating, he had never seen such a domineering presence from any cultivator.
"Senior, next, you might be facing dozens of masters in the Emergence Stage or even the Divine Stage. With so many masters attacking you at once, are you confident in defeating them all?"
Zhang Heng cautiously asked Ding Fan, his eyes full of worry, although he knew Ding Fan's strength was formidable. But facing such a number of strong enemies, even Ding Fan might not find it easy to handle.
Upon hearing Zhang Heng's question, Ding Fan slowly turned his head, his lips slightly curled as he spoke softly to Zhang Heng:
"Why defeat them all?"
Zhang Heng was also taken aback by Ding Fan's words, his mouth wide open, calming down slightly before asking Ding Fan softly:
"Senior, if we don't defeat them all, how can we successfully escape from the battle technique?"
