"So it was Blood River Blood Mother herself who came out to fight. Does your Blood River Demon Valley not have a single younger disciple worth showing off?"
At that moment, Li Ji stepped forward and spoke up to relieve Lu Yunxuan's embarrassment. What she said was true: as the founding elder of a faction, Blood River Blood Mother had little to be proud of for blocking a spear thrust from Lu Yunxuan.
"What a sharp-tongued little girl. The Blood River Eight Sons are right behind me. How many of them can you handle?"
Eight women in blood-red robes stepped forward together and raised their heads. Their dripping hair parted to reveal horrifying faces, making Li Ji's stomach churn. Half of each face was beautiful, smooth and lustrous as jade, while the other half resembled a corpse's face swollen from soaking for many days.
"Oh? Since none of you stands out, you mean to gang up on me? I, Li Ji, wouldn't stoop to fighting them. Li Dragon Six Fangs, attack!"
The so-called Li Dragon Six Fangs were the Chiefs of Fangs of the six great tribes under the Li Dragon Tribe, each with Dao Ling Realm cultivation. At her command, they lunged together at the eight blood-robed women of Blood River Demon Valley.
The Blood River Eight Maidens excelled at combined attacks. Each spat out a mouthful of bloody mist, which gathered together and transformed into a blood-mist she-demon dozens of zhang tall. Strange, cackling shrieks poured from its mouth as its face flickered rapidly between beauty and ghastly pallor. Its ten fingers lengthened like ten blood-red swords and clawed down at the six tribal Chiefs of Fangs. Blood rained from the sky, each drop exploding upon landing on them. Not only did it inflict tremendous damage, it also