Ancestor Linghu's Golden Disk was extremely fast, far faster than the Golden Rain Sword Lan Chou used. Li Huayuan was anxious with worry for Hongfu, while Ancestor Linghu rested with his eyes closed, looking exceptionally calm.
Lin He sat to one side, thinking.
If it were just Martial Uncle Li and me chasing after Martial Aunt Hongfu, running into Cloud Dew Old Devil would mean certain death. Now that Ancestor Linghu is here, even if we can't win, we should at least be able to escape.
Lin He had little idea how strong Ancestor Linghu was in battle, but he had absolute confidence in his ability to flee and stay alive.
In the battle at Devilfall Valley in the original story, so many Nascent Soul Cultivators had died at the ancient devil's hands, yet Ancestor Linghu had survived a relentless barrage of its attacks. One could say he had put all his skill points into defense.
Powerful though Cloud Dew Old Devil was, he was certainly nowhere near the ancient devil's level. Even if Ancestor Linghu could not defeat him, escaping should not be much of a problem. Only after confirming that his life would not be in danger had Lin He agreed to make this trip.
Besides, Hongfu had treated him very well. Not only had she lent him the Flowing Cloud Banner, she had also bestowed a Coiling Dragon Staff on Ape One. If Hongfu had not taken the lead in lending out her treasure, Lin He's scheme to drag everyone into the mire might well have fallen through, and he would naturally have struggled to kill so many Core Formation Stage Cultivators.
Hongfu had played an irreplaceable role in Lin He's chain of schemes. Now that she was in trouble, he was genuinely willing to help. As