As Xiao Hua activated the Dust-Clearing Pagoda, the young cultivator flew into the air, released his divine sense, and calmly coordinated and directed the disciples.
"Senior, please kill the three Demon Kings over there..." While directing the battle, the young cultivator suddenly turned and respectfully spoke to Xiao Hua.
"Oh?" Xiao Hua was taken aback. He immediately swept his divine sense toward where the young cultivator pointed. Sure enough, the three Demon Kings there had activated a demonic formation and trapped over a dozen cultivators. Those cultivators were on the verge of perishing.
"Alright..." Xiao Hua nodded slightly. The young cultivator smiled. "Many thanks, Senior..."
The young cultivator had barely finished speaking when, above the distant blood formation, whooo... Gale Force Wind abruptly rose. An inexplicable force descended from the heavens. The three Demon Kings hastily raised their demonic weapons to defend themselves, but a Divine Thought Hammer like a falling star crashed down, smashing them from midair. Two Demon Kings' demonic bodies were torn apart, while one had his arm broken. The dozen or so cultivators escaped with their lives, their faces glowing with joy as they activated their magic treasures and pursued them. In mere moments, they had slain all three Demon Kings!
The young cultivator's smile froze upon his face. Somewhat helplessly, he looked at the Dust-Clearing Pagoda in Xiao Hua's hand. He had intended to ask Xiao Hua to activate the pagoda for a rescue, yet he had never expected Xiao Hua to use a divine ability and wound the three Demon Kings without anyone noticing.
"Oh, there's another place!" Just as the young cultivator was about to release his divine sense again to inspect elsewhere, Xiao Hua muttered softly. Then he patted the Dust-Clearing Pagoda floating in midair. The entire pagoda let out a cheerful