But just because they hadn't encountered any didn't mean there weren't any. In the perilous Sea Soul Palace, anything could happen.
As Lu Xiaotian fled, uncertainty flickered in his eyes. That many immortal troops couldn't have entered through the area they'd passed on their way here. It was far too dangerous; even a Golden Immortal expert would be unlikely to make it through safely.
Lu Xiaotian had already seen more than ten Golden Immortal experts dead along the way. These immortal troops must have come through another passage.
They'd simply been unlucky enough to stumble upon the most difficult and dangerous route.
But these Nether Cheng troops had clearly nearly exhausted their good fortune. Facing an endless tide of Soulstone Demons was a headache for everyone—not just the immortal troops, but Lu Xiaotian and the others as well. It was only a matter of time before the Nether Cheng troops were wiped out.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Countless Soulstone Demons attacked. Some were hacked to pieces by the immortal troops' weapons, while others slammed into the soldiers and made them cough up blood before they died. Many even exploded outright, turning into clouds of blood mist.
In just a short while, this stretch of sea had been dyed crimson. The immortal troops, who had numbered just over twenty thousand moments ago, had already lost more than half their strength.
Lu Xiaotian had no time to worry about whether the soldiers lived or died. As he fled, he searched for any chance to get away.
Though the Soulstone Demons were immensely powerful as a whole, and seemed even more savage than the Azure Leaf Stinging Serpents, Lu Xiaotian, Nine-Ren Mountain, and the others had all made great strides in strength. The situation was dangerous, but they weren't yet trapped between a rock