led he is at summoning spirits, without the spirit-guiding charm, he can only sigh in disappointment. 。“Everything in here is yours” 。Lu Xia Tian directly threw the Zhu Ling Gu in his hand to the Chim...The Fire Tiger Demon Clan unleashed a torrent of demonic fire. Within the flames, mighty tigers darted everywhere, clashing with the Spirit Slaves in a furious battle. The fight between powerful cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage was a spectacle to behold. Lower-ranked Spirit Slaves rushed forward but before they could react, they were incinerated into ashes.

The tails of the Scorpio people stretched long like iron chains, waving wildly. In contrast, the battle tactics of the Lang clan were more similar to those of human cultivators.

Under the fierce battle of these powerful cultivators, demonic fire, frost, and scorpion venom danced wildly in the air. The low-level spirit slaves caught in the crossfire were instantly obliterated. Du Ming and the short, stout middle-aged man fled for their lives, fearing they would be engulfed as well.

Another scream pierced the air, but this time it was a transforming demon wolf of the Greedy Wolf Clan who had been impaled through his chest by Ling Nu's razor-sharp hand. A terrified wolf-shaped primordial spirit shot out in panic, fleeing towards Lu XiaTian and Du Ming's direction. At this moment, with the powerful cultivators engrossed in their battle, they were too preoccupied to spare a thought for anyone else. As a slave, especially a short and stocky one like the man, and even more so as a lone wolf slave, he should have been taken care of. Particularly in such a perilous situation, the slave whom he normally didn't even bother to look at was now his only refuge.

“Zhao Kang, help me out of this predicament, and upon my return, I promise a generous reward. I will even speak to Young Master on your behalf, and perhaps have your servitude lifted.” The wolf-shaped primordial spirit commanded the short, stout man with an air of authority.

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The short and sturdy man named Zhao Kang nodded repeatedly in agreement, taking out a cold crystal stone and saying, "Outside, danger is rampant. I am struggling to protect myself, so I can only trouble you for a while."

“Not bad!” The wolf-shaped primordial spirit didn’t say much, and directly dived into the cold crystal to temporarily hide. Zhao Kang hurriedly put away the crystal. Behind him, a large number of cultivators at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul level chased after him, not daring to delay for even a moment as they fled again. Even those powerful Divine Transformation demon clan who had been high above them had fallen, let alone these Nascent Soul juniors. If they were not careful, they would likely end up dead.

“This Spirit Slave is quite powerful. How about we retreat for a while” Xiewu’s controlled several sharp, hooked magic weapons were repelled by the Spirit Slave, and even with his subordinates’ help, he couldn’t overcome the man in front of him. The Tángláng Clan had also lost a good hand, and as the situation worsened, things would likely only get worse. It would be better to retreat early!”

“Good!” Although Yueyu usually looked down on Xie Wu, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse with four of the Tielang Clan’s Nascent Soul experts dying or injured. The longer they stayed here, the more dangerous it became. Besides, those three formation masters had fled far away. If those guys died, how could they possibly break the seal inside the cave They had only been in the cave for a short time and already encountered so many dangers. It was clearly not something that could be solved by brute force.

A multitude of powerful cultivators wanted to withdraw quickly, but the spirit slaves behind them relentlessly pursued, not giving them a chance to leave calmly.

Sizzle! Lu Xia Tian summoned the Brahma True Fire, burning the spiritual slave in his eyes with a sizzling sound. The gray cloth strips outside were burned away, revealing the human body inside. The corpse, having undergone some kind of refinement, or perhaps due to the influence of the Gathering Yuan Qi Formation, had become as hard and dense as stone.

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Three battle mages, and He Hu, also fought while retreating. Yue Yu and a group of other Hunyuan demon clans were chased by Ling Nu, but they didn't catch up either. The two teams got separated in the chaotic battle.

We kept running until we reached another location by a secluded river. It was still teeming with ground-spike demon fish.

"Use these thornfish to deal with the spiritual slaves!" Lu Xia Tian said in a low voice.

"Good idea!" Although venturing back into the winding River of Souls was still extremely perilous, having experience breaking through before made it relatively easier to exit afterward. At least compared to being hunted by the large horde of spirit slaves behind them, the threat posed by these ground-piercing demon fish was comparatively lower.

The short and stout middle-aged man, Zhao Liang, and Duo Ming's eyes lit up. Several people successively crossed the eerie river in front of them and arrived on the other side. As they flew low over the river, a large number of spike fish monsters shot out. However, most missed their targets. After arriving on the other side of the eerie river, the ground and the river immediately began to twist like before. A large group of spirit slaves chased after them. The spike fish monsters in the river wouldn't distinguish between the invading human race or the pursuing spirit slaves; as long as they entered their range, they would attack.

The Ling slaves who were pursuing immediately were constantly being attacked by the ground thorn demon fish. Either a Ling slave was bitten by the ground thorn demon fish and fell into the You River to be torn apart by the fish, or the ground thorn demon fish was killed by the Ling slave.

Lu Xiaotian, along with several others who had aided him in this perilous escape, used the power of the You River to evade the pursuit of the Di Sha Yao Yu. Once they were safely away from the threat, they immediately concealed their presence and found a moment of peace.

"Give me the primordial spirit and soul essence of the Divine Transformation Demon Wolf." After temporarily escaping the crisis, Lu Xia Tian directly spoke to Zhao Kang, who was short and sturdy.

“Lord Kun Lang is a member of the Greedy Wolf clan, his spirit and soul are not something you, an outsider, can easily have.” Zhao Kang snorted coldly, but before he could finish speaking, a thick vine shot out from the ground, directly wrapping around Zhao Kang's legs.

Before Zhao Kang could even let out a scream, Lu Xiaottian's figure flashed. A massive ball of Fan Luo True Fire burst through Zhao Kang's defenses and struck him directly.

"I surrender, I surrender!" Zhao Kang cried out in terror. He never expected that Lu Xia Tian would dare to attack him in this situation. It was truly beyond his expectations. Even if he had been prepared, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Lu Xia Tian's attack.

"You agreed too late." Fan Luo's true fire directly flew onto Zhao Kang.

“To be a slave is a habit, and one's backbone can no longer straighten. Since that’s the case, why not reincarnate as a demon sooner” As soon as Lu Xiaottian finished speaking, Zhao Kang, who was short, stout, and solid, had already been burned to ashes.

Lu Xia Tian extended his hand and with a gesture, took Zhao Kang's Sumeru ring into his palm.

"Master, Senior Brother, please spare me!" Having witnessed the powerful Zhao Kang being instantly and thoroughly obliterated by Lu Xia Tian, even his soul unable to escape, Du Ming, a middle-aged monk in robes, trembled with fear. His face turned ashen as he stared at Lu Xia Tian, utterly shocked by Lu Xia Tian's ruthlessness. Although he called him Senior Brother out of respect, Du Ming couldn't be sure if this "senior brother" would also dispose of him without hesitation.

"Very well, I'll spare you." Lu XiaTian extended a finger and with a flick, sent a bolt of blood energy into the middle-aged monk's robes. It quickly pierced into his Dantian and transformed into a blood shackle, imprisoning the Ming Yuan Ying around his spirit infant.

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“You... you aren't...” Du Ming only felt a pure, powerful force of blood essence enter his body, instantly terrifying him to the point where his soul trembled. Compared to this power of blood essence, his own cultivation base was like a firefly compared to the moon. He knew that the power of blood essence was not something a Yuan Ying-level cultivator could possess. The only explanation was that this silver-haired cultivator before him was a Huashen-level cultivator!

"What am I not" Lu Xia Tian smiled faintly.

"Senior brother, no, Senior, what you say is what it is. This junior has been disrespectful, I hope you can overlook my transgression." Du Ming shivered and said, he knew if he didn't handle this right, the other party might mercilessly eliminate him.and not enough to give Du Shan any clear clues.“This kid is indeed cautious. It seems that although those blades of energy hit him, they didn't inflict much damage. I wonder what amazing experiences t...