Yan Huixin looked around. Although those exotic beasts were formidable, knowing what they were in advance meant there were ways to counter them. He thought for a moment and said, "Since we've already figured out their details, there's no harm in calling Junior Lu back. Right now is not the time for a life-or-death struggle; fighting more is of no benefit."
Feng Haiyang waved his large sleeve and said with a smile, "There's no need. Junior Lu is always wise, sees the bigger picture, understands when to advance and retreat, and has ways to preserve his life. There's no need to worry about him; just watch closely."
At the top of the peak over at the Yuan Shen Sect side, Ms. Xu donned in a light gauze, danced like a butterfly, gracefully drifting among the clouds.
She repeatedly pulled open the Vermilion Phoenix Bow in her hand, releasing rays of red light, shooting them towards Tong Yingyuan above the Dome Sky.
