Chen Nan was surrounded by a dense array of daggers, his power completely unable to be exerted, leaving him extremely frustrated. However, in just a short moment, dozens of wounds were left on his body.
Although each wound was minor, they were still wearing down Chen Nan's stamina.
"Heh, just a mere Body Cultivator. Apart from raw strength, what do you have to compete with me?"
Seeing Chen Nan's miserable state, Yi Mingzi laughed triumphantly from afar, as if he had Chen Nan completely pinned down.
"Oh, really?"
Chen Nan narrowed his eyes slightly; this situation was naturally unfavorable to him, but he was not someone to be easily manipulated. Feeling the terrifying temperature around him, he focused his mind and summoned the Mo Ying Flame.
