The entire Giant Stone Clan seemed to have forgotten that someone named Lu Xiaotian even existed. As for Lu Xiaotian, cultivating within the Falling Star Cave, he paid little heed to the passage of time. Aside from Tuo Qingshi and Tuo Qingying visiting him a few times, he learned from them that the Giant Stone Clan was facing a tremendous calamity. Beyond the wilderness, demonic beasts ran rampant everywhere, along with a vast army of skeletons seeking to capture the Giant Stone Clan's city.
The Giant Stone Clan fought the skeleton army in a desperate battle. While they destroyed large numbers of skeletons, the Giant Stone clansmen also suffered no small number of casualties.
Lu Xiaotian could only smile bitterly at this. It was not that he doubted the truth of what Tuo Qingchi and the others had said, but now that even the Giant Stone Clan was surrounded by the skeleton army, if he tried to charge out in search of the Nascent Soul Fruit, he would likely only be courting death.
With a war involving two enormous races, Lu Xiaotian had never expected it to end within a day or two. It seemed that, apart from this Falling Star Cave, he had nowhere better to go.
Tuo Qingshi and Tuo Qingying admired Lu Xiaotian's arduous cultivation immensely. Though the Giant Stone Clan was exceptionally capable of enduring hardship, someone like Lu Xiaotian, who remained in the Falling Star Cave for years without emerging, was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns even within the entire Giant Stone Clan. The two often had to leave the city with their clansmen to fight, sweeping away small skeleton army units near the city. They never stayed long in the Falling Star Cave each time; after all, they were already level-eight