Even Lu Xiaotian, who was not far away, was caught up in the aftermath.
"You're no match for her. Fall back!" Chi Yunsang saw what was happening and immediately paled, bellowing like a thunderclap.
When it came to understanding the petite Daoist nun, apart from Chi Yunsang, Lu Xiaotian probably knew her best. After all, Chi Yunsang had personally fought her just now, while everyone else had been occupied with their own opponents. None of them had seen the perilous battle between Chi Yunsang and the petite Daoist nun as clearly as Lu Xiaotian had through his secondary Primordial Spirit.
Lu Xiaotian knew how formidable that silver horsetail whisk was. How could he join forces against the petite Daoist nun with the intention of profiting from the chaos? He had no idea how terrifying an injured Golden Core Late Stage cultivator could be, and he certainly did not want to find out firsthand.
"Bi'er, fall back!" the petite Daoist nun called softly. As she looked at Zhao Nanxing, He Yousheng, Yu Xiao, Lu Xiaotian, and the others, there was not the slightest trace of emotion in her eyes, as if she were looking at corpses.
"Heh heh, she's only at the end of her tether. Hand over your life!" He Yousheng flipped his left hand and produced a brown tower shield, holding it before him. The fish-shaped hairpin magical artifact in his right hand circled once above his head. With a shake of the hairpin's shaft, it transformed into countless hairpin shadows that stabbed toward the petite Daoist nun.
Zhao Nanxing and Yu Xiao, the Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator from the Heavenly Sea Pavilion, also each brought out a magical artifact and attacked the petite Daoist nun.
Yu Xiao used a silver flying ring. Over the past several years,