Lu Xiaotian reached out and grabbed at the air, drawing the Primordial Spirits of the two demon monkeys into his grasp.
"Retreat!" Ba Gu glared hatefully at Lu Xiaotian. He had already been helpless against the human cultivator in the azure cloak, and now three astonishingly powerful spirit slaves had suddenly arrived and thrown the battle into chaos. The Ice-Spike Demon Monkeys, numerous as they were, had larger targets and had borne the brunt of it. The azure-cloaked man had seized the opportunity to ambush and kill two more of their clansmen. At this point, whether facing the three astonishingly powerful black spirit slaves or Lu Xiaotian's group, they no longer had any assurance of victory. Staying any longer would be nothing short of courting humiliation.
After a brief but fierce clash, they had lost half their clansmen. They had only just entered the cave abode, yet had already suffered such heavy losses. This had thoroughly crushed Ba Gu's and the remaining few clansmen's morale, leaving them far less arrogant than when they had first entered.
"Go!" Lu Xiaotian shouted as well. Mo Yuyan and Zhu Jinfu both relaxed slightly and hurriedly withdrew behind Lu Xiaotian.
The three black spirit slaves wielding long blades looked at Lu Xiaotian's group of three, then at Ba Gu's remaining five Ice-Spike Demon Monkeys. A trace of hesitation appeared in their eyes, as though they could not decide which side to pursue.
"Thank goodness. Our luck isn't too bad after all." Seeing the three black spirit slaves ultimately chase after the five Ice-Spike Demon Monkeys, Mo Yuyan and Zhu Jinfu let out a great sigh of relief.
"Brother Lu, we really owe this one to you. Though I'm afraid these several hundred pounds of flesh of mine won't be staying intact." Zhu Jinfu panted