The Nine-Section Heavenly Frost Centipede Demon fixed a fierce gaze on Yan Feiyu. Of everyone present, Yan Feiyu was among the weakest, but she would still make an adequate sacrifice.
Yan Feiyu's brow twitched, and she hurriedly dodged to one side, retreating a little farther away. Lu Yuan took a slanting step, subtly placing himself in front of her. "Choose someone else as the sacrifice."
"This Dragon Clan fellow certainly knows how to cherish the fairer sex." The Nine-Section Heavenly Frost Centipede Demon smiled indifferently. He had indeed considered it, but since Lu Yuan had made it clear he would intervene, the situation was naturally different.
Just then, a burly man wearing a black cloak came fleeing down the distant passage. He, too, had been driven here by the Flame-Scale Flying Nyes.
This clan was far too numerous, and its leader was powerful enough to dominate this strange place.
These outsiders knew nothing about the situation here. They had just arrived, unprepared, only to run into such powerful enemies. They were truly at a disadvantage.
The Nine-Section Heavenly Frost Centipede Demon and the others exchanged glances. Compared with the man fleeing alone, the six of them had an overwhelming advantage.
A single look was all it took for them to reach an agreement.
"Excellent! Let's join forces to deal with these monsters." Seeing that the six powerful figures opposite him had run into the same predicament, the burly man in the black cloak couldn't help looking pleased.
He had been driven into a truly sorry state on his own. More allies might not be enough to resolve the crisis outright, but at least they would have one another to rely on. If he could get a brief chance to recover, the cloaked man was confident he could hold out for