Jiang Fan's gaze was calm.
How could a Sage who controls the Law be confronted head-on with just a piece of nine-colored crystal?
But his task wasn't to confront, it was to delay!
Crushing the nine-colored crystal could merely force him back momentarily and create a massive commotion, attracting other Sages here.
In at most three breaths, the situation could be resolved.
However, before he could crush it, the Asura Saint Son smiled faintly, flicked his finger, and a giant's pouch flew out from his waist.
As the pouch burst open, over three hundred Nascent Soul Realm cultivators with slightly dazed eyes lined up around them.
Among them, quite a few were late-stage Nascent Soul!
Jiang Fan's fingers, ready to exert force, suddenly paused—these were Nascent Soul cultivators from Central Earth!
The Asura Saint Son had anticipated his move with the nine-colored crystal, and used Nascent Soul cultivators from Central Earth as hostages.
