"Take your pills and heal your injuries at once. I'll need you to surround and kill Lu Ji and the others shortly!"
Zhu Ling'er's voice was icy and commanding, as though she had issued an order that could not be defied.
Zhang Shilong and the others had only just surrendered, yet they immediately felt Zhu Ling'er's cold ruthlessness.
She showed them no courtesy whatsoever. She practically looked straight through them, never treating them as equals.
Yet Zhang Shilong, the Giant Snake Demon, and the others dared not voice the slightest objection to such treatment.
They knew perfectly well that their lives now rested entirely in Zhu Ling'er's hands. One careless move, and they might die without even knowing how it happened.
Besides, they had already anticipated this outcome when they surrendered.
After all, surrender had been a desperate choice made solely to preserve their lives.
They might suffer some humiliation now, but at least their chances of survival had greatly improved.
Thus, Zhang Shilong, the Giant Snake Demon, and the others swallowed their pills without hesitation, then swiftly sat cross-legged and circulated their energy to heal.
They knew that only by recovering as quickly as possible could they improve their chances in the coming battle and better protect their lives.
"Thunderclouds, gather again!"
Meanwhile, outside, Su Yan was wholly focused on casting the Thunder-Attracting Art. Dazzling bolts of lightning tore across the sky like silver serpents, striking straight at Lu Ji and the others.
After several hours of uninterrupted lightning bombardment, the thunderclouds previously drawn over had gradually been exhausted. Fresh thunderclouds urgently needed to be drawn in.
The surrounding spiritual energy had also been sucked dry, forcing Su Yan to keep drawing it from farther afield. The Demon-Suppressing Pagoda had already gained a faint sheen.
The enormous commotion