"Your cultivation is a bit lacking." Lu Xiaotian's projected avatar raised a hand to catch Lu Wushuang, effortlessly neutralizing the force of the blow King Bingjia had landed on her.
"You—" Lu Wushuang started with a trace of surprise, which immediately gave way to a radiant expression. "Could your true body have arrived?"
"Well, aren't you something, Lu Xiaotian! Now that your true body is here, you just watched me get bullied by others, didn't you? Go beat King Bingjia to death first, and I'll settle scores with you when you get back."
After her initial delight, Lu Wushuang's face darkened into an indignant scowl.
"Beating him directly to death is a bit difficult, but it's not entirely out of the question," Lu Xiaotian's projected avatar replied with a smile.
Having injured Lu Wushuang once more, King Bingjia prepared to press his advantage and defeat his opponent in one fell swoop. His figure flickered as he rapidly closed the distance.
Gu Xueqin watched with a surge of anxiety, while Che Tong was still locked in fierce combat with Bingyang, his brow deeply furrowed.
The current situation was far too difficult; if King Bingjia truly managed to interrupt Luo Qing's breakthrough, it would not simply be a matter of a failed advancement. Whether they could even survive was in question.
If Lu Xiaotian's true body arrived later and laid the blame on him, Che Tong's heart skipped a beat. According to the intelligence he had gathered, Lu Xiaotian was absolute bad news. Having stirred up so much trouble in the Immortal Realm, any random Daluo Golden Immortal plucked out was far beyond what he could afford to provoke right now.
It was just that the trouble the fellow had caused was so massive, whether he could even make it to the