Before the Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor made his move, Qingli had also been eager to try her hand. After all, with a towering tree at her back, aside from a few like the Desolate Bull Sacred Devil whom she could not defeat, even if she could not beat the other troublesome opponents, escaping would not be too difficult.
But after seeing the Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor attack, Qingli felt only relief. If she had really charged to the front, in such a chaotic battle even her martial uncle might not have been able to rescue her in time.
That Old Devil on the other side was terrifying—not entirely because of his strength, but even more because of his astonishing killing prowess. By comparison, her martial uncle's methods were no weaker than his, yet he was far easier to approach.
She could not stand watching, but she was far from being a match for the Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor, so all she could do was urge her martial uncle to teach him a lesson.
"This Old Devil is deeply calculating. The blood energy he has accumulated is now extraordinarily terrifying, and he also has the advantage of the formation. Fighting him inside the grand formation, I have no certainty of victory either." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
The blood energy the other party had forcibly refined was simply too astonishing. Several hundred years was not a particularly long time. Although the Ancient Desolation Devil Emperor had yet to digest it completely, within his own territory, he could overcome these abnormalities to the greatest extent.
No matter how much Lu Xiaotian wanted to kill him, he would not immediately charge in and use his own weakness to strike at the other party's strength.
The Desolate Bull Sacred Devil, the Moon Sky Hall