Before long, the Azurevoid Ghost King led his six subordinate black-robed skeletons into the dense grass in the distance and disappeared.
Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged a short distance from Di Yao and the silver-armored woman, his thoughts restless. The two of them clearly had no mood to meditate either. They looked at Lu Xiaotian and gave him a bitter smile. All of them had once been renowned figures in the outside world. They had fought each other fiercely and had also joined forces against the ghost race. Who would have thought that they would end up trapped together in this Blood-Colored Forbidden Land?
None of them was in the mood to speak. Lu Xiaotian was still thinking about the black-robed skeleton from earlier, his heart weighed down with worry. He had no idea how long this Annihilating Yin Corpse Ancestor intended to sit in meditation.
The three of them each pondered their own thoughts. Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened as he sensed an almost imperceptible divine sense spreading outward in all directions.
What is this old monster, the Annihilating Yin Corpse, trying to do? Lu Xiaotian wondered inwardly. He had cultivated the Soul-Splitting Secret Art, so his Primordial Spirit was far stronger than those of cultivators of the same rank. Moreover, during the several decades he had spent in Pill King City, Lu Xiaotian had devoured the Primordial Spirits and essence souls of tens of thousands of demonic beasts in order to cultivate the Taihao Battle Body and the Devouring Soul Art. Over time, without even realizing it himself, his Primordial Spirit had gradually developed the same instinctive alertness as a demonic beast.
Thus, when the Annihilating Yin Corpse Old Monster quietly extended his Primordial Spirit, Lu Xiaotian actually sensed a trace of something unusual.
The silver-armored woman and Di