Since his speed had not reached its peak, that was naturally good news for Lu Xiaotian, lying in ambush. The Blood-Screaming Mosquito Demon was now close to the entrance of the Dark Demon Tomb and growing ever more cautious when, all at once, he felt an overwhelming pressure descend upon him.
"What is this?" The Blood-Screaming Mosquito Demon was instantly horrified. He had roamed the Chaotic Demon Realm for so long and had never encountered anyone with such terrifying presence. This aura far surpassed the middle stage of the Integrated Body Realm. He could never match an expert like this. Before they had even fought, his own momentum had already weakened. Could the information Wu Changlian had provided be wrong? Was Lu Xiaotian not alone? The Blood-Screaming Mosquito Demon did not think Wu Changlian would deceive him. If Wu Changlian had known that such an unfathomable old monster was accompanying Lu Xiaotian, then even if he had lost his mind, he would never have dared to stroke a tiger's whiskers.
At that moment, it was not only the Blood-Screaming Mosquito Demon who was startled. Wu Changlian, pursuing the eagle-bodied beast behind him, was also taken aback. He had no idea what was happening or how such a powerful divine sense could have appeared out of nowhere.
While the Blood-Screaming Mosquito Demon was still reeling, a flying sword appeared from thin air. It was elegant and otherworldly; so close to the entrance of the Dark Demon Tomb, the Misty Flying Sword's transcendent aura stood out all the more.
"The Misty Flying Sword!" Wu Changlian's attainments in swordsmanship were even greater than Lu Xiaotian's. He had also been intimately familiar with the Misty Flying Sword when he fought Ye Ziyu, so he naturally recognized its aura.
"Good. It's not actually some old