By this point, the Phantom Scorpion King knew Lu Xiaotian's methods inside out. Even if he fought to the death, his strength was still slightly inferior to his opponent's. But at this critical juncture, if Lu Xiaotian truly risked mutual destruction to keep him trapped, the Phantom Scorpion King had no confidence whatsoever that he could break out.
But with the blade already at his throat, the Phantom Scorpion King had no choice but to fight for his life. Even the other two Composite Realm scorpion demons who had been locked in fierce combat, along with Ban Qianzhi, stopped fighting when they saw the astonishing celestial phenomenon here. They each retreated some distance and watched Lu Xiaotian and the Phantom Scorpion King with lingering terror.
Ban Qianzhi had already put away Ban Yao's Primordial Spirit, but at this moment he warily guarded against the other two Composite Realm scorpion demons. He knew that even if Lu Xiaotian won, he might not be able to leave this place alive. But if Lu Xiaotian lost, Ban Qianzhi would certainly die ten deaths over. With his life at stake, he could not allow these two scorpion demons to interfere with Lu Xiaotian's grand design in the slightest.
Seeing Lu Xiaotian set up that terrifying formation—one so dreadful that even the Phantom Scorpion King had been driven hysterical—Ban Qianzhi was likewise shaken to the core. He had already gained a certain understanding of Lu Xiaotian's strength, but he had never expected that, when fighting for his life, Lu Xiaotian would still possess the ability to threaten the Phantom Scorpion King's life.
The two Composite Realm scorpion demons let out a roar and pounced toward the last formation flag.
"If you want to stop the formation, get past this old man first." With survival hanging