"Kill!" Yu Zimo stamped her foot and charged toward Lu Xiaotian in a tight formation, bringing Zhou Yu and Cui Liu with her.
Yet when the two water-blue streaks of lightning struck Lu Xiaotian, he showed none of the paralysis Yu Zimo had expected. Instead, he seized Cui Liu and Guo Jingyu by the neck, one in each hand, and viciously smashed the two Phantom Shadow Demons—who had taken the pair's forms—into each other.
With a bang and a pair of screams, the two Phantom Shadow Demons were knocked unconscious by the brutal collision.
The other six or seven Phantom Shadow Demons were startled by the sight. The silver-haired man in blood-red armor before them was actually immune to their vaunted Primordial Spirit attacks. They weren't good at direct combat, and now they faced someone they couldn't beat with ordinary fighting techniques, yet couldn't affect with their most powerful Primordial Spirit attacks. With several other human cultivators on guard as well, the Phantom Shadow Demons were utterly at a loss. They scattered and fled.
Holding a Shadow Demon in each hand, Lu Xiaotian turned around and found Yu Zimo and the others staring at him as if he were some kind of monster.
"What is it?" Lu Xiaotian asked, puzzled. Though he knew less about this world than the people before him, he had done some research for this trip into the Monster Kun. Phantom Shadow Demons had a very unusual use.
The Shadow Demon Cores inside them were essential ingredients for refining Illusion Spirit Pills. These top-grade pills could restore divine sense, and were said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. As long as one's Primordial Spirit hadn't completely disintegrated, the pill could restore it to its original state. There was even a chance