"Hm?" Li Xiaoya had barely moved when he abruptly stopped. His divine sense seemed to have detected something. His expression shifted slightly, and he hurriedly shouted to Dong Santong, "Fatty! Help Xian'er first! I'll be right back!" Without waiting for Dong Santong's reply, he gave the Storm Gold-Light Wings on his back a powerful flap. His figure flashed into a golden beam and shot toward the red Castle.
"What's wrong?" Dong Santong paused, startled, a flicker of confusion crossing his eyes as he asked. Suddenly, several hundred feet away in the direction Li Xiaoya was flying, he spotted a black-robed cultivator hiding behind the middle of a pillar outside the red Castle, peeking out. The man seemed to be a Golden Core Stage Cultivator. Dong Santong froze for a moment, but the sight of Xian'er's heated battle filled him with excitement. The Azure-Wind Light Wings on his back flapped repeatedly, releasing a brilliant expanse of azure light. He turned into a streak of azure light and shot toward the cultivators attacking Liu Xian'er.
As Dong Santong flew over, his fingers rapidly formed hand seals, and he muttered an incantation. Suddenly, white light erupted all over his body, and he vanished into thin air. Meanwhile, Liu Xian'er was still controlling the Ren-Kui Water Sphere as she tangled with the Fire Dragon Palace cultivators. Beams of light and flames flashed wildly across the sky, a stunning sight. The elders' expressions suddenly changed.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! White light flickered, suddenly appearing behind numerous cultivators. Shimmering white phantoms, each holding a White-Light Saber, slashed down at their backs.
"Who's there?" These elders were all cultivators in the nascent soul realm, yet they had only noticed the attacker after he slipped behind them. How could they not be shocked? They hastily deployed defensive magic