The Scarlet-Backed Blood Demons
With the Sky-Swallowing Roar Lions, the Black-Crowned Cloud Vultures, and the Purple-Robed Palace Master joining forces, the combined forces they mobilized were formidable. Everywhere the eye could see, earth-shaking battles raged. The three late-stage elders were each facing a monster with a bald, humanoid body covered in scarlet scales, spikes growing from its back, and a scorpion tail.
"Scarlet-Backed?" The severed arm searched through its knowledge, finding only one fearsome creature in legend that resembled these monsters. The Scarlet-Backed Blood Demons were humanoid, hairless, and bore scorpion tails and back-spikes. They were exceptionally ferocious, and even the historical records mentioned very few of them. Yet three had appeared at once, each displaying extraordinary skill. They were holding their own against the Purple-Robed Palace Master and the other long-renowned elders.
The battlefield stretched far into the distance. Amid the chaos, magical treasures and blood flew everywhere. Even Lu Xiaotian's divine sense could not peer into every corner of it.
"Purple-Robed Palace Master, Old Lion King, it's been many years. From the looks of it, the two of you aren't faring too well." The severed arm had no intention of immediately joining the fray. It spoke directly. Though its voice was low, the Purple-Robed Palace Master, the Sky-Swallowing Roar Lions, and the others heard it clearly.
"Who might you be?" The Sky-Swallowing Roar Lion was still uncertain. So many years had passed, and the two sides were in the midst of a great battle. How could he recognize the newcomer at once?
"Y-you're Fellow Daoist Lu?" The Purple-Robed Palace Master had met Lu Xiaotian more often. Back then, Lu Xiaotian had served as a retainer under her, carrying out several tasks for her. If he hadn't left of his own accord, his position in the Purplegold Dragon Palace