Yueyu and Lang Du saw Lu Xiaotian take several direct hits from the crystal stone puppet, then tear its head off with ferocious force. The wild, untamed aura surrounding him made them wonder if this silver-haired human was the real Demon Race member. The two of them paled in comparison.
It was their first time facing an opponent like the crystal stone puppet. Even their magic treasures couldn't take it down in one strike, and under its relentless advance, they had no choice but to keep retreating.
Seeing that Yueyu and Lang Du were only falling back and hadn't shown signs of defeat, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the two of them hadn't held off those crystal stone puppets, he would have had to face all three by himself—and things would certainly not have been as easy as they were now.
With the stalemate broken, Lu Xiaotian stopped using the Devouring Soul Art and charged straight at another crystal stone puppet. They fought fiercely, and Lu Xiaotian took quite a few hits himself. His blood-qi battle armor was smashed apart, but he also battered in the puppet's chest and pried out its crystal prism.
Working together, Yueyu and Lang Du also took down the other crystal stone puppet. They followed Lu Xiaotian's example and tossed out a crystal prism.
"What does this crystal prism do? From the way you acted, Fellow Daoist Lu, you seem quite familiar with these crystal stone puppets." Yueyu held the crystal prism in her hand as she asked him.
"Refining a crystal prism and absorbing the power within will strengthen your body to a certain degree. It can also protect you from the wind and sand, allowing you to move freely through it."
Lu Xiaotian recalled his experiences adventuring