However, those few flying riders relied on the spirit eagles beneath them to move with astonishing speed. Even though the cultivators with sword-shaped emblems on their chests were clearly somewhat stronger, they still gained little advantage in their clashes with the flying riders. Or rather, they might have held the upper hand in one exchange, but in the next moment, the group of flying riders would rely on their spirit eagles to escape.
Before long, the advantage of the sword-wielding cultivators vanished without a trace. Compared with this wave of flying riders, the sword-flying side was caught in an awkward situation: they could not win quickly, yet once they showed signs of defeat, their army would collapse like a landslide.
These two groups of opponents clashed repeatedly and fiercely. Farther away, similar scenes were unfolding.
Humm— In the midst of the two groups' battle, the void suddenly trembled, causing the ground to shake violently as well.
The two groups of cultivators stared in horror at the distant void, but they saw nothing unusual. After a brief moment of bewilderment, the two teams resumed their bloody battle.
Neither group noticed that, during the spatial tremor just now, a tiny black speck had fallen from the void to the ground.
Lu Xiaotian had traveled here through wind and dust. This time, he had not encountered any particularly great dangers. Some of the hazards were even slightly weaker than those he and Dongfang Yi had faced while exploring various spaces after Lu Xiaotian rescued Xiang Qingcheng. However, Lu Xiaotian's strength was now far greater than before. As he gradually grew accustomed to using the dragon essence within his body, his physical defenses had reached heights that had once been unimaginable. Even without using magic treasures, he could now pass through many perilous places