Before Luo Hong could make a move, a blood mosquito buzzed over and landed on his shoulder.
"Damn it, what terrible timing!"
This blood mosquito was precisely the surveillance method Luo Hong had left at the valley entrance. The divine sense it conveyed clearly showed the black-robed old man and two others sneaking into Blood River Valley.
Judging by the direction they were traveling, they were clearly not going to rendezvous with Chi Xi. Instead, they were heading straight for the battlefield where the commotion in the valley was greatest.
Although Luo Hong wanted to warn Liu Changlin and the others, even if they learned that someone intended them harm, they would find it difficult to break the deadlock while being held back by the Blood Eye Sable.
On the contrary, such news would likely prompt Liu Changlin and Zhu He to let Gu Wuhen and the other four leave first, making the situation even more chaotic and dire.
"As long as that Chi Xi still wants to remain in the Flowing Fire Sect, he could not possibly join outsiders in killing Zhu He and the others. So the situation at the battlefield is not quite as urgent!"
When Luo Hong saw that Chi Xi's figure in the distance had yet to move, he knew that Chi Xi did not want to expose himself. Otherwise, to better silence witnesses, he would certainly have joined those three in attacking!
In other words, the black-robed old man and his two companions were either putting on an act or planning to kill one particular target.
With that thought, Luo Hong immediately raised his escape light and flew toward Chi Xi.
"They have finally arrived. Those lowly rogue immortals from Shifang Tower will die by their own greed sooner or later, but I hope