Clouds of mist churned as Lu Xiaotian was just about to take the slumbering Devil Lord Tongtian and the others away when several soft popping sounds suddenly rang out. From the seemingly empty void, several crescent-shaped arcs of sonic waves came slashing in succession.
Lu Xiaotian frowned and released his divine sense. For a moment, he could not detect where the sonic waves had come from at all. In other words, his opponent had already attacked, yet he still had not sensed the enemy's position.
The opponent's attack left Lu Xiaotian little time to respond. Several invisible sonic waves came one after another.
Lu Xiaotian flipped his hand and casually swung out the Fangtian Halberd. Buzz... As the sonic waves were shattered, Lu Xiaotian's body also tipped backward. The strength of the sonic-wave attack had truly exceeded his expectations.
The music within the purple alfalfa bamboo grove grew stronger. Lu Xiaotian released his divine sense, yet he still could not detect the opponent's exact location.
In the blink of an eye, several more sonic waves condensed into whip-like forms and struck toward Lu Xiaotian one after another.
Even though the opponent attacked again, the distance between them remained considerable, and Lu Xiaotian still could not discover the enemy's movements. Under such circumstances, he was undoubtedly at an extreme disadvantage. However, Lu Xiaotian's understanding of the Immortal Realm was far too limited. Although he had obtained the cultivation and alchemy inheritances of the eminent monk Shi Xingkong, he had learned nothing about the Immortal Realm itself. Perhaps after Shi Xingkong had fought Devil Ancestor Luohou for so long, the remnant wisp of divine sense he left behind could preserve only the most important things.
The two demons Lu Xiaotian had killed earlier had been nothing special. The Immortal with the Tortoiseshell