"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Shui. Since we have joined forces, we shall naturally stand together through thick and thin!"
Mortal Huang hurriedly assured him with a smile.
The moment he finished speaking, the eight of them finally reached a consensus.
After swiftly exchanging glances, they wasted no more time. Taking advantage of Young Master of the Demon Race Ji Changfeng circulating his energy and activating his cultivation,
they immediately gathered their True Yuan, intending to seize the chance to leave.
However.
The moment their figures moved.
"You little ones certainly have good ideas."
"What... did I permit you to leave?"
The Resurrected One's voice rang out. A vast aura spread forth, instantly enveloping the eight figures in the air.
The pressure brought by that vast aura was not much to several Body Integration stage cultivators.
Yet the voice echoing in their ears made their expressions change drastically.
Though they had long prepared themselves mentally, their hearts still sank violently at this moment.
"Senior, your resurrection from death should be a good thing. As for the grudge between you and the Demon Race, we have no intention of involving ourselves.
If we leave now, would that not also allow Senior to act without restraint?"
Before Elder Qi could speak, Mortal Huang hurriedly smiled toward the Resurrected One in the distance and spoke quickly.
"Heh heh, perhaps you staying behind would be a good thing for me instead?
The cultivation of you few is passable enough. Though your blood and Qi cannot compare to these little Demon Race fellows, having cultivated to the Body Integration stage, your Essence, Qi, and Spirit are also great nourishment to me!"
The Resurrected One sneered coldly. His disdainful gaze swept over them, as though he were not looking at fellow beings, but prey.
The moment these