Thunder Qilin

Qin Tian swept his gaze over Zhuang Xian and Zhuang Ji in the deep pit below. His fingertips moved slightly, and two soft green lights drifted down, landing precisely on them.

As the green light lingered, the wounds on their bodies stopped bleeding, and their fading auras stabilized somewhat. Both Zhuang Xian and Zhuang Ji were Eighth Order Experts. Their injuries were severe enough to put them on the verge of death. To restore their combat strength, he would need to focus on treating them for some time. But with four Eighth-Order Stele Demons eyeing him hungrily, they clearly would not give him that chance.

Qin Tian could only preserve their lives for the moment. The rest could wait until he had dealt with the enemies before him.

He slowly raised his head and looked directly at the four Eighth-Order Stele Demons floating in the sky.

This was his first time facing four Eighth Order enemies head-on. For him, it was undoubtedly no small challenge.

Fortunately, reinforcements from the Dongfang Family were on their way, so he was not under too much pressure. He only needed to hold them back until the reinforcements arrived.

But if the opportunity arose, he wanted to test himself and try to cut down all four Eighth-Order Stele Demons before the reinforcements arrived.

The four Eighth-Order Stele Demons stared fixedly at Qin Tian. They did not sense any especially powerful Psionic Fluctuation from this human. He appeared harmless, yet the sight of their companion being blasted apart kept reminding them that this human was absolutely not as simple as he looked.

After a brief standoff, the Stele Demon skilled in soul attacks struck first. It opened its pitch-black maw and released a shrill, piercing blast. A soul Shockwave condensed to the extreme, like an invisible