When Master said this, many of the younger members of the Lu Family had already rushed down the mountain.
The older generation retreated one after another with Lu Changyuan's soul.
Most of their cultivation was not particularly high, and they were all injured.
Snow Spirits, however, were exceptionally special Yin spirits. Once they appeared, their strength was generally quite high.
There was no point in them staying behind...
Xia Feilong, Uncle Yu, and the others also quickly left.
There was no need to mention Uncle Yu and Tian Yong. They had consumed too much, and their Yin Soup was basically gone.
They would not be much help if they stayed. Many of the Clear Wind Immortals of Flying Dragon Hall were injured and had returned to Xia Feilong's side to recuperate. They had not been summoned at this time.
Xia Feilong himself was also terribly weakened and had lost his ability to fight.
Only we could fight here.
But it was strange. These Snow Spirits only lived above the snow line, so how had they suddenly come below it?
The only possible answer I could think of was Qilian Taro. Other than that, I truly could not think of what might have drawn them here.
"Master, do you think these Snow Spirits were drawn here by the Qilian Taro?"
I asked in a low voice.
The white fog continued to envelop and close in, and I could already see quite a few humanoid Yin spirits.
Master held an iron hook and frowned.
"There's no need to think about it. There's an eighty or ninety percent chance that's it. Qilian Taro only exists in the Qilian Mountains. Though it isn't particularly helpful to Yin souls, perhaps it has an extremely strong attraction for the Snow Spirits on Qilian..."
"Ou Doudou, who