No matter how powerful you were, it was no use if you couldn't land a hit. Though Lu Xiaotian couldn't evade the attack entirely and was caught in the aftermath, the portion of its power that struck him still couldn't do him any harm.
Lu Xiaotian had no intention of continuing to fight a mere phantom of the Wushan Old Monster. Back when he killed Ye Qianxun's Lotus Avatar, the phantom hadn't intervened because it was too far away.
Though this phantom was far weaker than a Mahayana Realm expert, it was still no ordinary Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivator. The other party hadn't been able to take Lu Xiaotian down, but Lu Xiaotian had no way to deal with a phantom of the Wushan Old Monster, either. Moreover, the Wushan Old Monster's true body was clearly much closer than last time. Lu Xiaotian couldn't tell how long it would take to reach him, so the only thing he could do was flee as far as possible.
Lu Xiaotian retreated through the air at full speed, with the Wushan Old Monster's phantom in hot pursuit.
The two traveled one ahead and one behind. As for the mountain range that had trapped Xiang Qingcheng, it remained shrouded in clouds and mist, seeming impossibly distant yet always within sight.
Lu Xiaotian fought as he retreated, eventually reaching the entrance to a Dark Demon Mound. The young members of the Demon Race guarding the entrance were utterly terrified by the violent surges of magical power unleashed by a clash at this level. Before disaster could reach them, they hurriedly scrambled into the Dark Demon Mound.
If they stayed outside, even an ordinary Integrated Body Realm expert wouldn't be able to protect them, let alone themselves. The tomb baleful energy they had always found