"Haha, Brother Lu, well done! Without these illusions, let's see how I deal with these bastards!" The Eight-Legged Demon Bull had been chafing under this fight for a long time. If he faced a single Mirage Wolf alone, his spiritual sense attack would be enough to protect himself, but going head-to-head with one still left him rather constrained. He had been suppressed by a Tenth-Tier Mirage Wolf for far too long.
The Eight-Legged Demon Bull had long since built up a bellyful of fury. He rose onto his hind legs, transformed into a giant humanoid with a bull's head and eight arms, gripped a massive stone hammer in each hand, and charged alongside the Blood Qilin, smashing toward a Tenth-Tier Mirage Wolf on the opposite side.
The old man with the Upturned Nose and the woman cultivator in the colorful dress were likewise overjoyed. They had thought they had been driven into a desperate corner, yet they had unexpectedly found a way to survive against all odds and turn defeat into victory.
Although they could not see through those illusions, Lu Xiaotian used the Qilin within the formation to guide them straight to the Mirage Wolves' true bodies. The resentment from their earlier attacks repeatedly missing was unleashed at this moment. The Eight-Legged Demon Bull in particular was already extremely powerful, and now he was beating the Mirage Wolf beneath his hooves.
"Bastard!" The Mirage Wolf leader was frantic with rage. The Mirage Wolf clan's signature ability had actually been seen through by this human. This human absolutely could not be allowed to live. But now the tide of offense and defense had turned, and in the blink of an eye, three of his kind had already been killed by the silver-haired brat.
They no longer held the slightest numerical