Lu Yu was not fighting alone; he had many comrades.
One by one, figures appeared, and upon seeing the situation here, they promptly retreated into a golden light screen, disappearing from Lu Yu's sight.
Twenty-plus demons at the level of the Tongshen realm, what kind of concept is this?
A Martial Cultivator at the Fenshen realm could flatten a city, with more than twenty at the Tongshen realm striking simultaneously, even the continental shelf would be sunk.
If such a scale of battle broke out in the Shenwu realm, it could obliterate the Tianfeng Province.
In the Ten Thousand Mountains, it could level them flat.
Seeing others appear for a moment and then quickly disappear, Lu Yu felt little emotional ripple.
Even alone, Lu Yu was confident he could break through the demons' encirclement.
Bang, bang, bang~ Heaven and Earth trembled, space shivered, leaving no gap in Lu Yu's vision, the entire space shrouded by eerie demonic light.
