Mo Wen couldn't use Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear, and normal weapons were useless to him. In that case, he might as well use his bare fists.
A blinding gold light shone through the sky filled with spear shadows. A blast of heat like the sun erupted, the sweeping waves of spear shadows unexpectedly showing signs of melting.
A silhouette walked out slowly amongst the spear shadows. Any spear shadow that got close to Mo Wen was shattered. Just one of them was enough to kill a cultivator from the Primordial Soul Realm intermediary stage, yet the waves of spear shadows did not harm Mo Wen.
"Eight of your bodies were at most the level of Primordial Soul great attainment. Even if all of them unite, you would not be a threat to me. You'd better merge your bodies."