Ying Gou was focused on when the two sides might decide the winner. That briefest moment would be the perfect opportunity for him.
Tower Spirit Corpse-Soul Pills—the more, the better. As long as he got his hands on them, he couldn't care less about the conflict between Lu Xiaotian and the others.
At this point, Ying Gou was practically hoping the two sides would clash. Unfortunately, the people from the Nethermoon Demon Sect and the elephant-headed Demonic Beasts were too wary of Lu Xiaotian and him to make a move. After their alchemy sage gained the upper hand, they grew even more hesitant.
Ying Gou mulled things over. Without realizing it, he had become the stabilizing factor in the situation. It looked like he would have to find a way to change that later. For now, there was no good opportunity, so he could only wait and see.
But Ying Gou felt that moment was drawing near. Kuang Ziyou was at a disadvantage as he fought the three alchemy sages, and the pressure on him was mounting. Before Kuang Ziyou was utterly defeated, he was bound to launch one final counterattack. That would also be the most chaotic moment.
He had already helped Lu Xiaotian find the Pill Soul Tower and entered it with him. That meant he had fulfilled his agreement with Lu Xiaotian. Even if he left now, the other man had no reason to stop him. And amid the chaos, Lu Xiaotian might not be able to stop him anyway.
Boom, boom, boom! The violent clashes of alchemical qi continued. Under the fierce exchanges, the three tower images began to tremble, as though they might collapse at any moment beneath the strain.
Yet Kuang Ziyou's will was extraordinarily tenacious. Gritting his teeth, he weathered wave after wave