After one fierce battle after another, they had faced formidable foes none of them could have stood against alone. All three had considerable talent, so naturally they had gained some insights. Still, if Lu Xiaotian had not wanted to stop, they would have had no choice but to object. Since they could stay and reflect for a while, this was naturally the best outcome. The battle with the carp-headed monster in particular had shown them a creature whose strength far surpassed the limits of what a Divine Void Realm cultivator could achieve. Lu Xiaotian's exquisite control of the six puppets, wielding them with almost no cost, had also opened a new window in their understanding of combat. After all, the chance to witness a battle of this level with their own eyes was one that came only once in a blue moon.
Lu Xiaotian's secondary Primordial Spirit had no need to cultivate. In this situation, attached to a puppet, there was no way for it to cultivate even if it wanted to. But the carp-headed monster had been far too powerful, and it was clearly Ye Qianxun's hidden trump card. Unless he watched the monster fall beneath the Icefrost Serpent Centipedes' assault, Lu Xiaotian would not be able to rest easy.
Faintly, the roars of the carp-headed monster and the strange cries of the Icefrost Serpent Centipedes drifted from the distant cold mist.
Many ants could bite an elephant to death. The carp-headed monster was astonishingly strong, but there were simply too many Icefrost Serpent Centipedes. On top of that, Lu Xiaotian and the others had already injured its eyes. As time passed, the tremors in the cold mist grew weaker and weaker, until at last a final, shrill wail reached everyone's ears.
Only then did a hint of a