"What should we do next?" The two strongest among them, the Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird and the Golden Nether Ghost Master, were now completely engrossed by the stele marks on the Boundary-Heaven Stone. The Nine-Eyed Demon Owl finally let out a sigh of relief and asked the Lotus Avatar.
The Sky Soaring Kunpeng also looked meaningfully toward the Lotus Avatar. Clearly, more than one or two had noticed that the Lotus Avatar was holding back his strength.
Because of the Lotus Avatar's actions, the Nine-Eyed Demon Owl was even more certain that the nameless sword cultivator the severed arm of Lu Xiaotian had mentioned was reliable.
"If nothing else unexpected happens, we can all share the benefits. If anything changes, we'll adapt as the situation demands," the Lotus Avatar replied.
"That works."
While the Lotus Avatar and the Nine-Eyed Demon Owl spoke in private, within the scorching white light, the stele marks controlled by the severed arm, the Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird, and the Golden Nether Ghost Master had begun fighting with the stele marks left behind by the Buddhist sect and several Demon Race tribes.
As the stele marks clashed with a series of deep hums, the blazing white light was like a deep spring into which a ten-thousand-jin boulder had been hurled. Streams of white light burst out from within. Even the Primordial Spirits of the severed arm, the Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird, and the others felt a searing heat.
The severed arm, the Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird, and the Golden Nether Ghost Master worked together like old friends of many years, their coordination flawless. Although they were outnumbered, the four stele marks across from them were ownerless objects. Moreover, after so many years, they had weakened considerably. After a fierce struggle, they had already begun to fall