At that moment, Zi Ling's eyes held nothing but surprise.
Just as Red Fire Ancestor was about to catch up to Zi Ling, a red figure flashed beside her and wrapped one arm around her from behind.
The surprise in his eyes and on his face was impossible to conceal.
Zi Ling froze for a moment before reacting to Lu Shang's words.
"N-no... I'm fine."
He had effortlessly crushed a late Core Formation cultivator to death with one hand. His strength spoke for itself.
Lu Shang then released Zi Ling and said, "Since I've already exposed myself, leave eliminating Wu Chou to me! Just stay here and watch."
Elsewhere, Ji Yin had witnessed everything.
His pale face tightened, and his brows knitted together.
He then sent out five or six middle Core Formation Tiandu Corpse Puppets to test Lu Shang's strength.
"Bringing out these things for a Nascent Soul battle? Ji Yin, you old bastard, you really do grow more backward with age," Lu Shang said mildly.
His voice was quiet, yet it shot into Ji Yin's ears like an arrow.
Ji Yin instantly burned with rage.
"You're courting death!" Ji Yin roared.
Lu Shang showed him no courtesy either.
He formed a hand seal and summoned five Finger Profound Swords, instantly piercing the puppets.
The puppets pierced by the Finger Profound Swords were immediately encased in silver ice.
Ji Yin then unleashed his corpse fire again, sending it hurtling toward Lu Shang.
The Tiandu Corpse Fire came within a few dozen feet of Lu Shang, close enough to strike him in an instant.
Yet Lu Shang remained utterly unconcerned.
A silver-white wall of ice suddenly appeared ten feet from him, blocking the attack.
Extreme Yin Ancestor watched in shock, his eyes widening.
The Tiandu Corpse Fire could pierce mountains,