Xu Buyu and Mu Sining were no fools.
The moment Jiang Tian's shout of "Run!" burst from his throat, they had already spun around and darted away, their feet flying without a moment's hesitation.
Sikong Xuanyin's expression changed drastically.
Though she had no idea what method the other side had used to block her senses, with bloodlight soaring into the sky and killing intent suddenly erupting, what else could it be but an ambush?!
She didn't have time to feel even the slightest grief for the junior brother who had been blasted into minced flesh. She turned and tried to flee.
But the instant she turned, another streak of bloodlight came hurtling straight down at her! It was moving so fast that, several zhang above her head, it suddenly split apart into several scarlet spears. With a sharp whistle, they plunged into the ground around her, trapping her firmly within!
"Shriek—!"
The Grey Kite Bird on her shoulder let out a piercing cry. Its sound waves formed rings of visible yet colorless ripples that swept over the blood-red spears in layer upon layer.
But it was useless.
The blood spears didn't budge. They didn't even tremble.
"Sikong Xuanyin... right?"
A cheerful voice drifted down leisurely from above.
Sikong Xuanyin jerked her head up. A figure was slowly floating toward her from the sky, a patchwork of roiling blood-colored clouds gathering beneath his feet as if he were treading on waves of blood.
The man wore black. Two white lotuses embroidered on his chest stood out starkly in the night.
"A Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Sikong Xuanyin clenched her teeth, despair flooding her eyes as her heart sank into utter hopelessness.
Yu Shaohua glanced down at her from on high, then turned his head and barked, "You lot, go after the three