Lu Xiaotian nodded to show that he understood. No wonder those Integrated Body Late Stage cultivators all recruited retainers. It seemed that having more people was not necessarily better.
"Some time ago, the Bloodcry Demon Banner showed signs of stirring. If we fail to seize this opportunity, we may have to wait several thousand years for another one. I won't waste my breath on you any longer. I'll go ahead." The Mysterious-Crowned Cloud Vulture no longer hesitated. It led the three Integrated Body vulture demons under its command toward the distant blood mist.
"Brother Mysterious-Crown is as impatient as ever. Still, what it said makes sense. There's no time to lose. This old man will go ahead as well and await you all at the Blood Mist Hall." The Devouring-Heaven Roar Lion laughed heartily before leading several Integrated Body experts under its command into the blood mist ahead.
Some time after the Devouring-Heaven Roar Lion had left, the Treading-Mustache Tiger clan and Lu Xiaotian's group also split up and entered.
The blood mist drifted on all four sides around them, and sharp, eerie owl cries rang out from within it from time to time.
After entering the blood mist zone, Lu Xiaotian discovered that beneath the blood mist was not a sea of mountains, but uneven blood-colored rocks rising and falling in jagged stretches. Blood tides occasionally surged between the rocks.
The blood mist demons had yet to appear, but several Blood Toads with bizarre auras and entirely blood-red bodies suddenly leaped from among the blood-colored rocks. Each was over three feet long, by no means small, with bulging eyes protruding high above its head.
Five or six Blood Toads attacked at once. What they spat out was not the arrow-like tongues of ordinary toads, but blobs of blackish-red, foul-smelling