A vast torrent of wicked water poured down from the void, surging mightily and swallowing two nearby Demon Race tribes, along with some other low-rank cultivators. When immortals fought, mortals suffered. Lu Xiaotian had little choice but to accept that his battle with Lord Ji Yuan had caused these needless deaths.
He had finally managed to wound Lord Ji Yuan. If he let this chance slip by, he had no idea what kind of trouble would follow. Lord Ji Yuan had already suffered a setback once; if he let the tiger return to the mountains, catching him again would be all but impossible.
As another form of existence for the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord, Lord Ji Yuan was not someone Lu Xiaotian could be absolutely certain of eliminating for good. But at the very least, severely wounding him—or seizing the opportunity to destroy either Lord Ji Yuan or the foundations the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord had built over all these years in the Chaotic Demon Domain—would undoubtedly delay the Heaven-Connecting Devil Lord's return to his peak by as much as possible.
Furthermore, Lu Xiaotian's doing everything he could to hold Lord Ji Yuan back would also create an opportunity for the two-tailed Demon Wolf to refine the demonic item needed to enter the Red Firmament Heavenly Vehicle Realm.
In short, he absolutely could not give Lord Ji Yuan a chance to catch his breath or create any further complications.
Though Lord Ji Yuan had temporarily vanished from sight, Lu Xiaotian naturally had a way to find him. Ignoring the Demon Race tribe that had nearly been swallowed by the surging demonic water, and the lives lost within it, Lu Xiaotian swept out a palm and, together with the Misty Flying Sword, tore open the demonic water cascading down like a galaxy. After