She had thought they were too far behind to catch up. She had underestimated their greed.
Never underestimate madmen driven by greed. For the sake of profit, they were willing to brave danger, even using their household skills to take the passage opened by a certain flood dragon, unafraid of being swallowed by zombies.
Bai Yujun unexpectedly burned a path through with flames. The same trick could only be used once; next time, the zombies would not be fooled.
After some consideration, the Purple Void Sword Cultivators chose to stop the Western Teachings and those opportunists. That fiery path appeared in an instant and vanished in an instant, swallowed by the zombies. They could only vaguely see Bai Yujun and the other two piercing through the zombie horde and disappearing into the wind and snow. No trace of their auras could be sensed anymore.
They burst through the zombie horde, sprinted wildly, and plunged into the wind and snow. After a brief, blinding disorientation, their eyes suddenly lit up. Before them lay a crystal-clear frozen lake—no wind, no snow, only mirror-smooth pale-blue solid ice beneath their feet...
It was quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own breathing. Other than the white mist she exhaled, there was nothing else.
White mist churned beside her as Huang Zhao and the Silver-haired Man burrowed through. One moment ago, wind and snow had been howling; the next, everything was utterly still, leaving them deeply unsettled. Before they could inspect their surroundings, their first glance fell upon the Flood Dragon Maiden in her Half-Demon Form!
Almost simultaneously, Bai Yujun and Huang Zhao ignored the Silver-haired Man, each regarding the other as a formidable enemy, and launched their attacks!
Then the Silver-haired Man, worried that the two great demons might casually kill him, was