Seeing that the surrounding Demon Beasts had detected their presence but did not immediately converge on them, Donglin Tingyue and the others breathed a little easier.
It seemed their gamble had paid off. They had swiftly discussed the matter through voice transmissions, and after observing the fleeing woman in colorful robes, they concluded that she must be the fourth-rank Glasswing Butterfly who ruled this region, whom they had never seen before.
They therefore decided not to attack her. They were not afraid of the low-ranking Demon Beasts nearby; even with the woman included, they should have been able to hold them off.
But naturally, it would be best if they could concentrate on dealing with the Great-Winged Golden Peng.
"Damn you, human cultivators! So you're the ones ambushing this young master! You dare make enemies of the Great-Winged Golden Peng clan? You lowborn vermin have no idea how to spell death! Get out of my way if you know what's good for you!"
The Great-Winged Golden Peng slammed into the green barrier that had suddenly appeared and rebounded. Shocked and furious, he immediately unleashed a torrent of abuse.
But the collision, delivered at his monstrous speed, had also left cracks in the green barrier. He estimated that another two or three successive impacts would let him break free.
Yet that brief delay alone had allowed several figures to spread out around him, encircling him.
The Great-Winged Golden Peng swept his gaze over the three people and one dog surrounding him and immediately understood. Someone had set their sights on him, and he had remained utterly oblivious.
One of these people was actually at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, while the other two people and the Demon Beast shared his cultivation level.
If escape was his only concern, he would not