(After finally saving up a few chapters, I looked back and realized they really had been padded out a bit. Let's leave it like this for now. After these five or six days pass, I'll work harder to improve.)
With that, the devil spirit controlled by Xiang Nanming let out a low growl. At this moment, because a great number of spirit birds had fallen in the Spirit Mist Mountain Region, the mist that had once drifted through the mountains like white gauze had been dyed a deep crimson.
The imperial guards led by Xiang Yuze had already drawn near from the distance. However, with the blood-colored mist between them, coupled with the countless blood-streaked feathers filling the sky, even these imperial guards could not see what was happening around the formation. At this moment, Lu Xiaotian could not see the two culprits without using his True Illusory Ice Eyes, much less Xiang Yuze and his people.
The devil owl controlled by Xiang Nanming rampaged through the blood-colored fog, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as though no one else existed. In an instant, a massive shadow enveloped the entire spiritual barrier formed by the formation. Through the layer of blood plasma smeared across the barrier, Lu Xiaotian could vaguely make out a group of devil-owl-like monsters clawing at the pale-blue barrier. Yet among the countless devil owls were also innumerable phantom images, flickering indistinctly. In the blood-colored mist, it became even harder to tell which were real and which were false.
"Just as expected of a late-Nascent Soul old monster. He found a way to counter me so quickly."
Earlier, True Person Mengshan, who had controlled the blood-colored soul garment, had used blood-colored spikes to strike the same point on the formation barrier with the force of thunder.