Sunlight streamed through the gaps between towering trees, weaving with the leaves into a dappled pattern. Several figures shifted beneath trunks so thick that it would take several people to wrap their arms around them. From time to time, one or two low-grade demon frogs hopped through the rotting leaves on the ground. A few dark-brown demon ants crawled past as well.
"Stop!" Lu Xiaotian raised a hand.
"Brother Lu, what is it?" Yu Zimo and the others immediately grew alert. After fighting side by side for so long, they naturally knew that Lu Xiaotian never sounded the alarm without reason.
"Someone's lying in ambush. Fall back!" Lu Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
Yu Zimo and the others did not question him in the slightest. They protected Guo Jingyu in the middle and retreated without making a sound.
"What happened? They actually fell back." Shang Wuque's face darkened. The formation had already been set up, and they had only been waiting for the other side to enter before surrounding and attacking them. He had never expected that, just as one of their feet was about to step into the pocket they had prepared, the prey before them would suddenly shrink back.
"Either they discovered us, or they noticed something wrong with Uncle Zhen."
"What are you waiting for? Chase them!" The black-robed man had barely spoken when Shang Wuque could no longer hold himself back. Their carefully prepared ambush had been detected. Even if they set up another one later, the result would probably be the same. Since that was the case, it would be better to strike a fatal blow while the other side had yet to establish a foothold.
The black-robed man frowned. Shang Wuque's action was somewhat rash, but he had no way to command this