Lu Xiaotian immediately picked up his pace, fleeing as he erased the traces of his aura from every place he passed.
Eaglezhi's eyes grew markedly more solemn. The difficulty of tracking Lu Xiaotian was increasing.
"What's going on? That guy, Eastern Alchemy Saint, has gotten farther away again?" He Pengxiao asked in surprise.
"What else could it be? Now that we've been discovered, of course he's trying to escape. We can't afford to drag this out any longer. We need to decide whether to advance or retreat," He Pengguang said decisively.
"If we advance, we press forward at full speed. If we retreat, we put some distance between us and notify Devil Lord Dianniao, asking him to send more elite troops to intercept him at the several hidden entrances to the Forgotten Soul Ruins."
"Even if Eastern Alchemy Saint has incredible abilities, the three of us aren't pushovers. If we really face off, it's hard to say who'll come off worse. There's no need to be overly cautious. Let's hurry up and catch him." After a brief moment of thought, Eaglezhi had made up his mind. He also felt their earlier strategy had been too conservative.
Although notifying Devil Lord Dianniao to send out several more groups to intercept Lu Xiaotian would be the prudent choice, it would also make them look incompetent.
They hadn't even fought a battle yet, and they were already asking for reinforcements. What would the others under Devil Lord Dianniao think of them?
Even if they were going to ask for reinforcements, they should at least fight the enemy first.
Having made their decision, Eaglezhi led the two four-winged demonic roc brothers forward at full speed, pushing the speed of their demonic-bird bodies to the limit.
Each time Eaglezhi blinked his blood-red eyes, it seemed