Even Lu Xiaotian, who had weathered countless storms, could not help feeling as though he had survived a calamity when he saw huge numbers of yin-yang corpse spirits being transported from the other side of the teleportation array. E Tong and the Cavecloud Thunder Rat had already fallen after fighting to the death. If no other reinforcements arrived, Lu Xiaotian could only hold out a little longer than the others, and would likewise be unable to escape the fate of dying in battle.
"The teleportation array has been opened through! Hahaha!" Snowcrest Demon King threw back his head and laughed wildly. After despair, a glimmer of hope had finally appeared—nothing could have made him happier.
The Purple Lightning Golden Condor, the Nethermoon King Python, and Gu Xueqin were all wearing delighted expressions, but when they saw the great horde of yin-yang corpse spirits charge over, their expressions changed again. They could feel the undisguised killing intent emanating from those yin-yang corpse spirits. It was directed not only at the low-ranked lightning-element demons, but also at the several Golden Immortal-level experts whose strength had been sapped by prolonged battle.
"What happened, Fellow Daoist of the dragon clan?" Gu Xueqin looked at Lu Xiaotian with a pale face and a bewildered expression. They had finally seen a chance of survival, yet now they were caught between two forces. How could she not lose her composure?
"My clone still doesn't know that so many changes have occurred here. He merely followed the original plan and transported a large number of yin-yang corpse spirits over to assault the Ten-Thousand-Thunder Riftspace Immortal Refining Array. If we get through this wave, we'll be able to escape." Lu Xiaotian's gaze swept across the battlefield. Though caught between two forces, he had ultimately had more time to recover