"Retreat!"
Watching the Dou Sheng Fire Slaves rushing toward them, Xiao Yan's face grew grave. With a low shout, he was the first to rapidly retreat. Although they had quite a few Dou Shengs on their side, this was not the time for him to recklessly charge forward and hold back all these Fire Slaves that knew neither pain nor fatigue.
Seeing Xiao Yan retreat, Xun Er and the others hurriedly followed. Rather than gathering where the crowd was thickest, they found an open area of their own.
"Hmph, mere Fire Slaves dare claim they can deal with this hall?"
The Soul Hall Deputy Master let out a cold laugh, showing no sign of panic. With his Late Three-Star Dou Sheng strength, he was enough to look down on the strongest of these Fire Slaves. Thus, he was not at all concerned about the attack of those ten Dou Sheng Fire Slaves.
"Deputy Master, there is no need to take the initiative. If any Fire Slaves come to us on their own, then strike. If not, we shall simply watch the show..."
Hun Feng said calmly.
"Heh, that works too..."
Hearing this, the Soul Hall Deputy Master gave a strange laugh and cast an ill-intentioned glance toward Xiao Yan's group. His eyes flickered, though no one knew what he was thinking.
Faced with the Dou Sheng Fire Slaves' assault, the other experts hurriedly clustered together, their eyes vigilantly fixed on the ten flaming figures that had appeared not far ahead in the blink of an eye.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The ten flaming figures appeared before the crowd. Their hollow gazes slowly swept around before they suddenly shot forward. Each headed in a different direction, flying straight toward its chosen target.
"Be careful!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan let out a low