Half a day later, a crimson streak of light shot across the sky and swiftly descended into a valley ahead.
As the Crimson Spiritual Light faded, the figure of the Heavenly Tail Demon Emperor slowly emerged.
At this moment, not only was his face somewhat pale, but the aura around his entire body was also far weaker than before.
The Heavenly Tail Demon Emperor raised a hand and gave a light wave. A three-inch White Dragon quickly crawled out from within his sleeve.
"Your Highness, are you all right?"
"It is nothing. They cannot hurt me.
"Song Qingming truly has countless tricks up his sleeve. He deliberately showed weakness before us for so long just to plot against me. I nearly fell into his trap."
Thinking of the Nascent Soul Late Stage puppet that had suddenly appeared on the battlefield, the Heavenly Tail Demon Emperor still felt a lingering fear in his heart.
Had he not possessed a powerful tail-severing life-preserving technique, if Song Qingming and the others had trapped him today, it would have been difficult for him to escape unscathed.
"White Dragon, quickly send word to Golden Feather Mountain. Ask how Gu Yun's side is doing and tell them to immediately send people here as reinforcements.
"Also, notify Qingtong and the others. Once they take Myriad Spirits Sect, have them immediately come and join us first..."
Just as the Heavenly Tail Demon Emperor was issuing orders, two figures suddenly flew in from one side of the valley and landed before him.
"Greetings, Old Ancestor. We received this not long ago—a Plea for Help Letter urgently sent by Old Ancestor Iron Tail of Golden Feather Mountain."
"What did you say? A plea for help from Golden Feather Mountain?"
The Heavenly Tail Demon Emperor had just been planning to transfer