"Should we help him?" Wulu asked in a low voice.
"Wait a little longer. There seems to be something wrong with the aura of these fire beasts." Yuan Ming shook his head slightly. With a change in his hand seal, he summoned another sphere of Round Light Technique, expanding its scouting range.
Very soon, he discovered three cultivators concealing themselves with spells in a corner on the other side of the battlefield.
The Round Light Technique had already reached great perfection, and its detection capabilities were extremely powerful. The appearances of the three people were clearly displayed within it.
One of them had large eyes, thick brows, and dark skin. He was unexpectedly He Xiuwen, Nan Shangfeng's senior brother.
As for the other two, both wore black armor. One had a head of red hair and a tall, lanky build. He held a crimson jade talisman in his hand, spiritual light flickering endlessly across it. Its aura seemed faintly connected to the fire beasts in the distance, as though he were controlling them.
The other had a vicious-looking face, fierce eyes, and a wide mouth. His scalp was bare as well, and dense yin energy coiled around his entire body, making him look decidedly unfriendly.
These two were both Black Demons under Sima Changqin. Yuan Ming had seen them once before.
"Black Demons! How did He Xiuwen get mixed up with them? Could it be that Sima Changqin wants Nan Shangfeng dead too?" Wulu asked, puzzled.
During this period, he had often spent time with Nan Shangfeng and had heard about the grudge between Nan Shangfeng and Sima Changqin.
"I don't know. There may be another reason," Yuan Ming said, shaking his head.
"How strong are these two Black Demons?" Wulu asked.
"The bald one is in the early Dharma