"Even Fellow Daoist Thousand-Legged Thunder Moth has fallen. Does the other side really have so many people lying in ambush? Or do they possess some kind of spatial teleportation treasure?" Gu Xueqin, leader of the Snow Civet Clan, exclaimed in shock after hearing the Mole Cricket Demon King recount the earlier fierce battle.
Thinking of how she, the Snow Macro Demon King, and E Tong had pursued Lu Xiaotian together for so long, Gu Xueqin felt a chill run down her back. If the Mole Cricket Demon King and the Thousand-Legged Thunder Moth had not first tested the other side's depths, then even with the Snow Macro Demon King's astonishing abilities, they would inevitably have faced a bitter battle. The Snow Macro Demon King's abilities were vast, so he might not have ended up in such a plight, but she and E Tong would have been in serious danger.
Gu Xueqin and E Tong exchanged a glance, and both could see the fear in the other's eyes.
The Snow Macro Demon King frowned. He had naturally noticed that Gu Xueqin and E Tong had already begun to retreat.
"Snow Macro Demon King, it seems this mysterious dragon clan's foundations are extraordinary. It definitely didn't barge into the Demon Palace alone, and its deep incursion into the Wuyou Thunder Domain must have been plotted long ago. We absolutely cannot let our guard down."
E Tong spoke with worry etched across his face. In the battle at the Snow Macro Demon Palace, the losses among E Tong and Gu Xueqin's forces had not been great. Instead, the Snow Macro Demon King's direct elite troops had suffered heavy casualties. With only the three of them being Golden Immortal-level experts at present, E Tong knew how formidable the enemy was. How could he be