"We've expended quite a bit. Since they went to such lengths, they're probably either waiting to watch us die here or planning to take advantage of our weakened state. We should leave this place first." The Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast's tone was unusually grave.
"Agreed." Lu Xiaotian nodded. He and the Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast had tracked their way here, never expecting Xiang Yihang to discover them ahead of time and set a trap. Even Lu Xiaotian himself had fallen for Xiang Yihang's scheme through a moment of carelessness. The world was vast indeed, and there was no shortage of exceptional talents.
Over the years, Lu Xiaotian had often encountered cultivators far stronger than himself. Being occasionally outmaneuvered by those old monsters was nothing strange—after all, with an entire major realm between them, he could not understand the other party's methods. Those who did not know better naturally fell into traps easily.
Now that he had advanced to the Nascent Soul realm, he had still been schemed against by Xiang Yihang and nearly ended up buried in a python's belly. Alongside his vexation, Lu Xiaotian's heart also filled with a few more traces of wariness.
Lu Xiaotian and the Eight-Legged Demon Ox Beast quickly left the area, taking a route that avoided Xiang Yihang.
However, Xiang Yihang had no intention of letting Lu Xiaotian have his way. He came after them, hot on the heels of the man and ox, a grim, feral smile spreading across his face. "I thought an old enemy had circled around behind me to cause trouble. Who would've guessed it was a complete stranger and a beast? You've got quite the nerve, daring to set your sights on me. Since you've been exposed, you may as well stay here."
"You mean Fellow Daoist Zhan, right?