Swish! Swish! Swish!
Nine men and women, their expressions icy, turned their gaze toward Xiao Yi, all of them warriors of the Tao Tribulation Realm.
Among them were even two at the peak of the Tao Tribulation Realm.
Every look they directed at Xiao Yi was predatory, and at a word of command from the young man in white, they would all strike, besieging Xiao Yi.
Hiss! Hiss!
Little Lin wriggled out from Xiao Yi's embrace, standing up on its hind legs, its vigilant gaze fixed on the group.
Jiang Tianchen and the others wore grave expressions, yet they stood resolute by Xiao Yi's side.
Xiao Yi gripped Fang Qingzhu's delicate hand tightly, his eyes growing increasingly solemn. This time, the opponent they faced was even more terrifying than Xue Mantian. This entity known as Baiyu was unheard of before, but unimaginably powerful.
Merely from the nine Tao Tribulation Realm warriors, one could discern quite a bit.
What mattered more was...
