Lu Xiaotian's projected clone plunged into a field of demonic magnetic sand, a viscous region formed when countless fragments of geomagnetic devilstones were steeped in the void's Sunken Demon Miasma.
Once steeped in the miasma, the shattered geomagnetic devilstones surged through the void like waves, forming a vast sea. Right under the Bamo army's noses, Lu Xiaotian sank straight into it.
"Idiots! Go after the other two. What you're looking at is only one of his projected clones." A voice barked from the void. Though the passage, which had looked like a demonic mirror, had vanished, the Void-Eyed Bamo, Ba Wuyai, had still sent a thread of divine sense through to this side. Seeing that the Bamo army was headed in the wrong direction, he immediately corrected them.
The two Body-Eyed Bamo hurriedly acknowledged the order. Compared with Lu Xiaotian's projected clone, the Heavenly Demon Lord and Lü Song were easier to track. They had already fled far away, but at least their methods weren't as bizarre and unpredictable as Lu Xiaotian's.
Once the Bamo army turned and pursued the direction in which the Heavenly Demon Lord and Lü Song had vanished, Lu Xiaotian's projected clone emerged from the field of demonic magnetic sand and frowned. With Ba Wuyai's divine sense present, it wouldn't be so easy to use any more tricks to slow the pursuers down.
Shaking his head, Lu Xiaotian's projected clone changed direction and swiftly flew away.
Fortunately, the Luo Yang Domain was riddled with perilous places. Unless the tens of thousands of Bamo made a string of fatal mistakes, even Lu Xiaotian's true body would have trouble routing them outright. But for Lu Xiaotian and the Heavenly Demon Lord, escaping with their lives was enough. They had never intended to defeat the Bamo army; they only