"A few ironwood caltrops—what could they possibly accomplish? Do they really think they can stop us?" When Purpleleaf Zhenwu awakened earlier, Lian Yue's performance had displeased Lu Xiaotian. Eager to prove himself now, Lian Yue did not wait for the others to act before sweeping his hand and sending several sword strikes toward the ironwood caltrops.
Clang, clang...
The flying swords struck the ironwood caltrops, producing the sound of metal striking stone. Each sword strike could only knock away two or three ironwood caltrops.
Everyone's expressions changed. One or two ironwood caltrops were not especially powerful, but farther away, countless black shadows were shooting toward them in a dense mass.
Although Lian Yue was the weakest among them, he was still a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Yet one sword strike could only knock away two or three ironwood caltrops. Even if their strength was somewhat greater, seeing those densely packed black shadows rushing toward them made even Lu Xiaotian's scalp prickle.
"Why are there so many damned ironwood caltrops? If we stay here, we'll be worn down to the last drop of strength. Brother Lu, what should we do?"
After the multicolored ribbons Qiao Lan sent whipping out knocked away several nearby ironwood caltrops, she looked at the densely packed mass and could not help turning pale.
There were too many ironwood caltrops in the air. When Lu Xiaotian extended his divine sense to investigate, he could only sense a vast number of threats drawing near. In such circumstances, even if he had several Primordial Spirits, they would not be enough.
"Purpleleaf Zhenwu!" Besides using his own Primordial Spirit, Lu Xiaotian could also rely on Purpleleaf Zhenwu to investigate.
"Understood, Master. Leave it to me."
Purpleleaf Zhenwu gave a soft cry, and strands of illusory roots stretched underground. Lu Xiaotian's divine