"Split up?" Tang Hua'an froze, then frowned. "Brother Li, if we split up now, what happens if we run into a stray high-ranking Ghost Clan member or some cultists looking to profit from the chaos?"
"Together, we're too big a target."
Li Xiang shook his head.
"The surge of blood and qi when the six of us tore off those ghost skins must have caught someone's attention. If we stay together, we'll be easy targets."
"Besides, each of you has your own people and Dao Tradition to rejoin."
Li Xiang's gaze swept across their faces.
"Brother Tang, I saw the Jiangnan Tang Family's spear formation from above. Their main force should be at the French Concession's eastern defensive line. You need to rejoin your family as soon as possible. They have the best resources to treat your injuries."
Tang Hua'an fell silent for a moment. He knew Li Xiang was right.
The Righteous Qi in his body had been emptied, like a house stripped bare by thieves. With spear skills alone, he would certainly die if he encountered a Fourth Realm Yin General amid the chaos.
"All right." Tang Hua'an took a deep breath and slung the Black Iron Long Spear across his back. "Brother Li, words cannot repay what you've done. I, Tang Hua'an, will remember this."
"If you ever need me, just say the word. My spear will clear your path!"
A Spear Champion's promise carried the weight of a thousand jun.
Li Xiang nodded slightly and turned to Lin Xuanshu.
"Daoist, Maoshan's sect leader and supreme elders have arrived too."
"You must tell the Maoshan ancestors who truly have the authority to act, in person and as quickly as possible, the secrets you uncovered in the Netherworld about the Eternal Ones' infiltration of Maoshan's leadership and the