"Run!" Senior Brother Miao's thoughts raced, and he immediately spoke in a low shout.
The junior brothers and junior sisters all looked blank. The one who had spoken earlier said in confusion, "Senior Brother Miao?"
"That's Lu Yiye! Run!" As Senior Brother Miao spoke, he brought out his own Spiritual Artifact and assumed a defensive stance. Clearly, he meant to stay behind and buy time for his junior brothers and junior sisters to escape.
It had to be said that as a senior brother, he still had a sense of responsibility.
But when the others heard this, their faces all changed drastically, and for a moment they lost all sense of advance or retreat.
A man's name, a tree's shadow.
In the Cloud River Battlefield, Lu Ye was unknown and obscure, but in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, it would not be too much to say that there was no one who did not know him.
Especially when he had just carried out such a sky-piercing deed at the New Moon Sect camp—breaking through the camp of a Core Region sect by his strength alone and killing more than fifty people in succession. Such an astonishing battle record had an enormous impact on anyone.
No one had expected that on this trip to the New Moon Sect camp to gather information, they would run straight into this god of plague.
After that slight moment of hesitation, it was already too late to flee.
Lu Yiye's figure had already arrived several hundred zhang away.
"Act according to my eyes!" Senior Brother Miao shouted in a low voice, secretly urging the Spiritual Power throughout his body.
The others also all looked as if they were facing a great enemy. They hurriedly brought out their own Spiritual Artifacts and stood behind Senior Brother Miao,