"What do we do?" Old Monster Mu looked toward Xiang Sicheng.
"What else can we do? I have never seen anyone so cautious in my life. If he still dared return in such dangerous circumstances, he must have discovered something already," the Life-Reaping Infant Monk said gravely.
"Heh-heh, we only have one life. If he dares, why shouldn't we?"
The humanoid ghost creature put away the Bone Falcon, landed on the ground, and stood with its hands clasped behind its back. Aside from Xiang Sicheng, whose talisman spirit artifact had not consumed much magic power, this humanoid ghost creature had expended the least and suffered few attacks.
"Then let's go back and see what's what." Xiang Sicheng's eyes flickered.
Sensing several auras following closely behind him, Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly. In a situation like this, no amount of words or persuasion could compare to simply taking one step forward and using action to spur on these people whose hearts still brimmed with greed.
Lu Xiaotian followed the route he had fled along earlier. Before long, he discovered the bloodstains the Iron-Spined Demon Suanni had left on the ground.
"What a delicacy. What a pity it was spilled on the ground—such a waste of heaven's gifts." The humanoid ghost creature was the first to rush forward. Smelling the Demon Suanni blood that the Demon Suanni had coughed up onto the ground, a few glimmers of green even surfaced in its greedy eyes.
"It's the Iron-Spined Demon Suanni's blood. Strange—we never injured it. We did not even get a chance to attack it. How could the Demon Suanni have bled?" Du Fenghu wore a thoroughly baffled expression.
"That is simple enough. The Tenth Tier Demon Suanni must have gone through a fierce battle earlier and been injured. It simply had not shown