Demonic Fiend Blood Soul Banner, Sword Slays the Demon

"How else could it be? Unless we can break this formation, do any of you have a way to withstand that enormous dharma palm from earlier?"

The Bewitchingly Handsome Man asked in return.

The other three demons all froze.

Thinking of the terrifying might of that enormous dharma palm, they had to admit that even if the four of them joined forces, they might not necessarily be able to withstand it.

Not to mention that Lu Xiaoyan below was still watching them like a tiger eyeing its prey, capable of threatening them.

If they truly fought, no one could guarantee what the situation would eventually turn into.

What was more...

The demons secretly exchanged glances.

The four demons had gathered solely because of mutual interests.

As for any friendship or trust between them, that was absolutely impossible.

On the contrary, given the chance, none of them would mind swallowing any one of the others whole.

So if anyone suffered grave injuries in battle, they had no doubt that the other three would immediately carve him up and devour him without hesitation.

At this thought, the four demons, each harboring their own schemes, could not help hesitating.

They had joined forces to come here because they were certain Holy Mountain could not stop them.

Now that the circumstances had changed, they had to reconsider the risks.

They could not let themselves gain no benefits, only to be ambushed instead and end up with their bodies and Dao annihilated.

"By that reasoning, we can only retreat?" Eagle Demon asked.

"Retreat. There is little point in remaining here, and we must also guard against ambushes from these so-called righteous path people.

There will be plenty of time in the future. Now that our cultivation has recovered to the Golden Core Late Stage, no