At my shout, Yusong instantly halted his flight and began hesitating. After all, those who had reached the Proving-the-Dao realm weren't idiots; everyone had their own warning mechanisms.
I breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to regroup, so I said, "Everyone except Li Liang, gather around me! Try to remain within my line of sight. Anyone even one step too slow will be treated as a Dao Tribulation fiend!"
Li Liang immediately cried out in grievance. "City Lord Xia, what are you trying to do? I really am not a Dao Tribulation fiend!"
"Then what were you screaming about just now?" I asked coldly. Li Liang was caught between laughter and tears. "Can't an old man cry out a couple of times after getting hit?"
Of course, I wasn't going to believe him just because he said so, and I still excluded him. Meanwhile, the other immortals began appearing within my field of vision. Even with Dao Tribulations flying all over the place, everyone tried their best to shrink the area of their fierce battle. After all, it was impossible to tell who had become a Dao Tribulation!
This time, I had indeed miscalculated. Xia Ruize was far too cunning. He was preparing to mix sand into my ranks, and the crucial point was that there was no way to verify who the sand was. It wasn't as if everyone could chop off their hands and feet to test whether they were real or fake, right?
Shhk!
Just as my mind raced, trying to figure out what to do, Taichu cut off his own finger right there and said, "City Lord Xia, will this do?"
My expression changed, and I couldn't help feeling shocked that Taichu actually wasn't a Dao Tribulation. After that sword descended, blood and flesh