Li Yingling, too, kept her gaze fixed on her junior brother.
After all, her own junior brother was hers to cherish. Even if he was bait, he had to be safe bait.
Many barriers laid by Heavenly Derivation Sect disciples surrounded Li Xingtian's position. For safety's sake, they were layered one over another, from the spiritual energy level to the divine sense level.
Li Yingling had spent quite a few spirit stones on this, but money was a small matter, after all. Keeping the people of her sect safe was what mattered.
These barriers were of such quality that even a Spirit Transformation cultivator would have to hammer away at them for a while.
Since Zhang Miaoyu's level was far too low, Li Yingling had not brought her along.
Li Yingling had also examined their formation. The largest number of people were assigned to support her junior brother.
Wang Lin, the strongest member of the squad, had been sent off alone to the right by Li Yingling, ready to launch a surprise attack, while she took one squad member to lie in wait along the retreat route, primarily to catch cowards trying to flee.
They had a plan, and they had contingencies. Only because the plan was complete and feasible had Wang Lin agreed to give it a try.
Now that things had come this far, it all depended on whether her junior brother could draw enough hatred. If he had learned even half their master's skill at taunting, that would probably be enough.
Li Xingtian displayed his spiritual power without the slightest concealment, and his meaning was quite clear.
Your Golden Core ancestor is here. Come out and die, you Nascent Soul trash.
After his aura had drifted out for a short while, Li Xingtian sensed several powerful