Tomb Mound Island

On an unnamed island, within a Canyon.

A semicircular Light Screen, crimson like rosy clouds, occupied a vast stretch of the Canyon.

At this moment, the crimson, mist-like light barrier twisted without cease!

Bursts of roaring sound rang out from the inner wall of the Light Screen, spreading in all directions!

It was as though some terrifying being had been imprisoned within the Light Screen.

Before the rosy-cloud-like Light Screen, several Mortal Cultivators struggled to maintain the formation.

Just then.

Meng Fu glanced at the Light Screen before him, frowned, and said in a low voice:

"Martial Brothers, how much longer do we need to hold on?"

"From the looks of it, it won't be long before this one breaks out of the formation!"

"Then..."

Upon hearing this.

One of the Spirit Fusion Immortal Sect's Mortal Cultivators began to entertain thoughts of retreat and immediately said:

"We've trapped this demon for some time already. That counts as buying Fellow Daoist Cheng some time!"

"If we don't retreat now, once this demon breaks out of the formation, we'll be the ones in trouble. The formation can still hold for a while, so why not withdraw now?"

"Exactly. Though we don't know why this demon of the Demon Race is so bent on hunting down Junior Brother Cheng, it must have extremely deep ties to the Huangfu Immortal Clan!"

"Do you think it's possible that Fellow Daoist Cheng obtained some treasure, which is why this demon has kept pursuing him?"

"This is not the time for such words!"

"Junior Brother Meng is right. We still need Fellow Daoist Cheng to complete this mission!"

For a moment, their gazes flickered, as though each of them were weighing something in his heart!

Then Meng Fu looked toward the Martial Brothers and said:

"Everyone, Martial