"Very well." Ba Wuyai quickly agreed to the Crimsonflame Ice Nether Ghost Ape's proposal. Whether it was those Nethermist Ghost Soldiers, the Silver-armored Demon Generals he had sent over, or the clone of the Corrosive Slaughter Heart Demon, none of them was something an ordinary Celestial Immortal could deal with. And almost at the same time, both his Silver-armored Demon Generals and the Nethermist Ghost Soldiers had met with disaster. Clearly, the strength Lu Xiaotian was now drawing upon had already surpassed what a Celestial Immortal could achieve.
If Lu Xiaotian came after them now, he would surely ruin the good thing Ba Wuyai and the Crimsonflame Ice Nether Ghost Ape were working toward. By then, even killing Lu Xiaotian would be pointless—and there was no guarantee they could kill him in the first place.
By comparison, Ba Wuyai would rather Lu Xiaotian went after the Corrosive Slaughter Heart Demon and the Purplegreen Netherflame Tiger. The ancient Buddha they were pursuing was the one Lu Xiaotian had his eye on. Ba Wuyai and the Ghost Ape both thought the same way: compared to the Corrosive Slaughter Heart Demon, they had been fairly lucky. Once they dealt with the trouble in front of them, they could turn around and deal with Lu Xiaotian. As long as they succeeded, whether the Corrosive Slaughter Heart Demon and the Purplegreen Netherflame Tiger succeeded or not would hardly matter. For now, all that mattered was that they didn't get in the way.
While Ba Wuyai and the Ghost Ape were feeling fortunate, the Corrosive Slaughter Heart Demon was in far less cheerful spirits. He had sensed the destruction of the Silver-armored Demon Generals and Nethermist Ghost Soldiers he had sent out, as well as the annihilation of his clone, leaving not even a trace of