As his words fell.
Wu Xingsi's expression changed slightly at once, shock surfacing in his eyes.
It was not Wei Tu's willingness to help that surprised him.
It was the distance between them!
A distance of several hundred li was already the limit for a "mid-stage Spirit Transformation" cultivator.
Not to mention that Old Monster Dingyang had used those three small cauldron spirit treasures to set up a high-grade formation here.
What means could a mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator possess to conceal his divine sense from Old Monster Dingyang, a cultivator of the same realm, instantly send it here, and effortlessly pierce this high-grade fire formation?
That move alone was enough to prove that Wei Tu's strength was far from ordinary!
Could Yuan'er have been telling the truth? Did he really capture Golden Shark Ancestor in passing while saving Yuan'er?
Wu Xingsi's thoughts churned with uncertainty.
No one could remain calm upon learning that a "Spirit Transformation junior" had multiplied his strength several times in merely a few hundred years, reaching a level beyond their imagination.
However, with Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestor, the person directly involved, present, Wu Xingsi no longer had any chance to decide whether to cooperate with Wei Tu.
As soon as Wei Tu finished speaking, Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestor's face lit up with excitement. He immediately agreed and stopped circulating his cultivation technique.
No matter how unafraid of death he was, he still understood how to weigh gains against losses. He knew which mattered more: a secret realm or his own life.
Wei Tu has made his move? At this moment, Old Monster Dingyang outside the formation also noticed the "abnormal behavior" of Wu Xingsi and Blood Phoenix Mountain Ancestor. His brows furrowed slightly in puzzlement.
Yet the battlefield changed in an instant, and this was