Unfortunately, his true body was not here. Lu Xiaotian's projected clone also sensed that the situation was thorny. Otherwise, he could simply have taken Wen Yan and the other two into the Green Fruit Barrier, freeing himself to deal with everything. Killing Lin Tianfeng would have taken no more than a blink.
But that was out of the question. If his true body were here, there would be no need for him to act personally.
Scorpion Demon, Nine-Ren Mountain, Black Dragon, and the other Golden Immortal-level powerhouses could simply have swept through everything in their path. Within this dragon clan secret realm, they would have been gods slaying gods and Buddhas slaying Buddhas.
Even if there were perhaps one or two million Shunli and members of the Lin clan combined,
once the number of Golden Immortal-level powerhouses reached a certain threshold, especially with so many of the Golden Immortals under Lu Xiaotian already tremendously powerful,
even if they charged the enemy's demon army formation together, it would be troublesome, but not difficult to resolve in the end.
As for now, until he understood the specific state of the Taixiao Dragon Talisman Qianqing Formation here and how firmly the dragon clan controlled it, his true body could not act rashly. Lu Xiaotian's projected clone could only proceed cautiously, step by step.
If things truly reached the point of no return, Lu Xiaotian would find a way to escape with Wen Yan, Zi Luo, and Wen He, then reunite with his true body.
Lu Xiaotian's projected clone continued to use the dragon clan totem power within the Fangtian Halberd to stabilize the injuries inside Wen Yan and the other two.
Once their condition had eased somewhat, Lu Xiaotian's projected clone held the Fangtian Halberd and swept it out with a light stroke,