"Be careful, you two. There may still be other enemies nearby." Lu Xiaotian reminded Luo Qian and the Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast. Judging solely by the old goat-bearded man and the bald middle-aged man, their methods were not especially fierce. Qiao Lan was no weakling among early Nascent Soul cultivators, yet even she would have found it difficult to end up in such a sorry state while facing the two of them alone.
"To be honest, Brother Lu, I also feel that something is terribly suspicious."
The Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast wore a solemn expression. Although the group had entered together through the cloud gate formed by Illusion Ice Peak, the moment they stepped inside, they had been separated one after another, each encountering enemies of astonishing strength. If he had not run into Lu Xiaotian, his and Luo Qian's fate probably would not have been much better than Qiao Lan's current predicament.
As for Wu Ziyuan, who had been traveling with them earlier, his luck had been poor. Before he could hold out until reuniting with the others, he had already fallen first. If Lu Xiaotian had not possessed a spirit-tracking hound capable of searching for the others' auras, then judging from Qiao Lan's current condition, she likely would not have lasted much longer either.
In such a perilous situation, being able to team up with someone powerful was simply too important. The Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast sighed inwardly.
"Senior Brother, cover me and Brother Ox from the side." Luo Qian swept his gaze around as well. He knew that Qiao Lan's strength was still above his own, and he too sensed that something was amiss. Thus, he spoke to Lu Xiaotian in a low voice.
"Very well. You two be careful." The Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Formation in