Five powerful Demon Saints surrounded Bloodlight Demon Saint and Black Jade Qilin from all sides.
Bloodlight Demon Saint looked at Black Jade Qilin, a trace of grievance in his eyes. "Master, what should we do now?"
He knew that Black Jade Qilin was Lin Fan's Paper Figure Talisman and could directly contact Lin Fan's true body.
If it were only the two ancestors of the Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan, he would still have some confidence in handling them. But now there were also three powerful figures from the Sky Swallowing Sparrow Clan. Even if he had Three Heads Six Arms, it would not be enough to withstand their group assault.
Of course, if his strength had recovered to its peak, these few small fry would naturally be beneath his notice. But the problem was that he had yet to recover.
Black Jade Qilin merely glanced at him without speaking. Instead, he stared fixedly at Yuan Tingshan—or rather, at the strange statue above the latter's head.
Threads crisscrossed densely through the air, nearly sealing off the entire surrounding void.
This divine statue truly was no simple thing.
Yuan Tingshan's expression was icy as he watched Bloodlight Demon Saint. "Dark Blood Jiaolong Ancestor, are you surprised?"
"Actually, ever since that Demon Cultivator infiltrated our Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan, we had already seen through your intentions."
"We have been preparing for this day for a long time."
As he spoke, the divine statue floating above his head suddenly lit up, and crimson threads appeared with startling clarity.
Bloodlight Demon Saint's eyes widened as he discovered that a crimson thread had appeared on his own body as well.
Likewise, a crimson thread emerged from within Black Jade Qilin's body.
"This is the power of the divine statue."
Bloodlight Demon Saint's expression changed drastically. He