The Demon Spirit was exceedingly agile, but even though it could weave unscathed through the many cultivators, it had no time to spare for the ten people floating in the air.
After all, though these cultivators were neither particularly strong nor particularly fast, their sheer numbers were hard to contend with.
What was more, the specially trained Enforcement Hall disciples tripped it up at every turn, leaving even the Demon Spirit seething with frustration.
The Demon Spirit had thought those Enforcement Hall disciples were already the most troublesome opponents, but before long, an entirely new force joined the melee.
This force brought an overwhelming sense of pressure.
For the first time, the Demon Spirit felt the urge to flee.
It could not help glancing at the white-clad figure charging straight toward it, and its breath caught!
It knew it! It knew this was another Enforcement Hall disciple!
Apart from them, probably no other faction could produce such infuriating cultivators.
This female cultivator's cultivation was not particularly high, yet her aura was unexpectedly terrifying. Instinctively, the Demon Spirit felt that it might be no match for her...
Biting cold swept past its eyes, followed by row upon row of Ice Spikes hurtling toward it.
Snowflakes drifted faintly around the female cultivator. Before she even drew close, it sensed the danger they carried.
To the Demon Spirit, the aura surrounding her was also unlike that of the other cultivators, as though it held a power that inspired fear in it.
As Su Jiu drew closer and closer, the Demon Spirit abandoned its earlier contempt for the other cultivators. It stared intently at the woman before it while making a gesture it had never made before.
This was a hand seal, and also a command.
A blur of afterimages appeared, and the Demonic