As Fan Ruozhi flew back, he could feel the black lotus cultivators and the fierce beasts' restlessness.
As the fierce beasts moved forward, the human cultivators collectively took a few steps back.
The fierce beasts obeyed Lu Wu and were unafraid of death, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. Most of them had the intelligence of animals. They would not know even if they were used as cannon fodders.
The human cultivators, on the other hand, were much more cautious. Humans' survival instincts were strong, after all; all of the black lotus cultivators knew how strong Lu Zhou was. There was no doubt that those who charged forward at this time would end up with the fates of cannon fodders.
Even Mu Ertie, the Black Emperor, did not dare to recklessly charge forward.
At this time, Fan Ruozhi finally retreated behind the fierce beasts with a triumphant smile on his face.
