At this moment, the secondary spirit Lu Xiaotian had brought in was, without a single doubt, equivalent to the Primordial Spirit of a Body Integration Realm cultivator. Their insight and cultivation realms were simply not on the same level, making it difficult for ordinary Deity Void Realm cultivators to discern the traces of these resentful and ferocious ghostly hounds. Yet, to Lu Xiaotian's formidable divine sense, even without employing any techniques, he could easily tell which streak was real and which was fake.
It was just that Lu Xiaotian had no intention of making a move himself at the moment, preferring to coordinate from the center. As for the rough work of fighting, he decided to leave it to the four juniors. He could use this opportunity to see which of the four juniors beside him was human and which was a ghost. Although Blood Flame had revealed a trace of strangeness just now, Lu Xiaotian certainly did not believe that Ye Qianxun had merely planted this single chess piece.
Screech—Golden electric arcs danced, interweaving with the movement paths of those ghostly hounds. In the blink of an eye, the five or six hounds charging at the very front successively revealed their tracks.
"Mo Yuyan and Lan Xuan, go first. Yan Xiaoyu and Blood Flame, later. Men in front, women behind. Remember, if you don't want to be surrounded by these hounds, do not let external forces disturb my spellcasting." Lu Xiaotian warned the group.
"Senior, rest assured, we certainly won't let these beasts disturb your spellcasting. As long as these blinding tricks are gone, relying on these hounds alone makes them no match for us juniors." Blood Flame responded quite submissively, then his figure flashed as he rushed to the front. Rubbing his hands together, several crimson sabers carrying