The five snow maidens retreated in panic. They certainly wanted to stay and fight Jiao Wuhen, but ever since Jiao Wuhen had unleashed the Six Nether Sharks, even from a brief contact, they could see the terrifying nature of Jiao Wuhen—or rather, these Six Nether Sharks. Even their demon soldiers struggled to harm these nether sharks, so how could they hope to fight the opponent?
Seeing these five snow maidens retreat one after another, Jiao Wuhen breathed a secret sigh of relief. These Six Nether Sharks of his were indeed immensely ferocious, but having been heavily injured previously, he dared not fully incite the ferocity of the Six Nether Sharks at this moment. Once they suffered a backlash, in Jiao Wuhen's current state, he might not be able to suppress them.
Even if the cultivation bases of these five snow maidens were not exceptionally high, if they joined forces to fight to the death, considerable casualties would indeed occur, yet Jiao Wuhen would most likely find it difficult to come away unscathed.
Jiao Wuhen had also seen that Nangong Chi Min and Dongfang Yi, two extremely powerful ice-snow demon race members, left one after another; otherwise, they might well have seen right through it at a single glance. From this perspective, Jiao Wuhen could be considered to have received tremendous assistance from Lu Xiaotian.
Yet at this moment, the more the five snow maidens retreated in panic, the more perilous the situation they faced became. Swish, swish, swish—the six nether sharks left a trail of afterimages in the void one after another, and raspy peals of laughter echoed out.
Clang, clang, clang.
Wherever they passed, a flurry of ice and snow danced wildly, and shrieks rang out from within from time to time. Following closely behind the six nether sharks,