Ling Huxiang looked at Fang Yu in surprise, clearly not expecting Fang Yu to be so brave.

Or rather, this guy seemed to have been this brave since leaving the city.

"You're going up?"

Ling Huxiang just half-jokingly said, and with a swoosh! Fang Yu's shadow had already vanished!

No way!

He's actually going for it?!

Ling Huxiang quickly looked ahead, only to see the mist grass leaves being cut down, flying up like obstructive weeds, and the fragrant mist sea spreading instantly, while Diao Deyi, acting as the scavenger, had already charged to the enemy's front!

Bang!!!

There was a loud bang, and Diao Deyi, who had just rushed over, was unexpectedly knocked flying back upon impact!

"What the hell! What is this thing?!"

Even in mid-air, Diao Deyi cursed angrily as if he'd seen a ghost.

"It's too dangerous! Run!"

After rolling on the ground, he yelled again upon looking up, then mounted the big red horse.

The whole set of movements was so smooth and seamless that it seemed almost staged.

What's going on?!

Retreating after mere contact??

Ling Huxiang looked puzzled.

What happened to your earlier invincible bravery??

She looked towards the demon ahead.

Only to see an ape-like demon with eight arms, hunched over and parting the grass, appear in her sight.

The Eight-Armed Ape Demon seemed a bit confused, either from crawling through the grass or from being unsure who attacked it just now.

It's just an ape demon; is there a need to be so afraid?

Ling Huxiang felt confused.

But when the Eight-Armed Ape Demon gradually regained its senses and locked its gaze on Ling Huxiang.

Boom!!

Ling Huxiang felt something explode violently in her mind.

A terror that's hard to describe, almost enough to chill the heart, surged from within.

In an instant, Ling Huxiang felt her mouth go dry, as if some natural enemy had locked onto her, making even the slightest movement seem impossible.

What...what is that thing?

What kind of demon is this?!

How can it make me feel like this?!

I am a Tree Realm Warrior!!!

"Ling Huxiang!"

An abrupt cold sensation snapped Ling Huxiang back to reality.

She turned around instinctively to find Diao Deyi on horseback, holding her wrist.

His hand was cold.

This thought flashed inexplicably in Ling Huxiang's mind, then she heard Diao Deyi shout.

"Run! That's the Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon!!!"

Eight-Armed...Nine-Soldier Demon?

What kind of demon is that? Never heard of it.

But Ling Huxiang also knew that now wasn't the time to dwell on whether she'd heard of it or not, but that this Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon was strong! Unbelievably strong! Not something she could handle!

Though they hadn't even clashed once, just from it locking onto her energy, she could tell.

One move...

I might not even survive one move!

Ling Huxiang was utterly convinced of this clear yet inexplicable understanding that surfaced in her mind.

Without hesitation, she almost turned her horse around and left!

"Hyah!!!"

"Retreat! Fall back! Everyone retreat!!"

Ling Huxiang shouted. At this moment, she didn't care if her voice attracted other demons.

If Fang Yu's shout only led the confused members to comply.

Ling Huxiang's yell threw the whole group into chaos.

They never expected that just off the official road, the team's two strongest members would successively give the order to flee.

With Fang Yu and Ling Huxiang leading, everyone hurried into emergency mode, mounted their horses, and frantically dashed outwards.

In an instant, some strayed from the group, and others went off course, but Fang Yu couldn't care less.

The Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon's health bar doesn't lie, it was completely full, no chance to make a move!

Run, run, run!

No matter how many get sacrificed, I must save myself first!

"Help, help!!"

A cry for help sounded from behind, not even time to look back before a bloody upper body flew over him in an arc.

Looking back, the Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon was gnawing on the person's lower half like a drumstick.

[Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon: 58115/58142.]

Wait! The Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon's health bar seemed to increase slightly? Just a few days and it's already stronger?

Sensing Fang Yu's gaze, though the Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon didn't recognize Fang Yu, it still moved toward him!

This made Fang Yu scared out of his wits.

Earlier, catching the Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon off guard, he himself was sent flying, and now it's coming straight for him, that's life-threatening!

"Run, run, run! Everyone split up! We'll regroup by the river!!"

As he spoke, Fang Yu suddenly changed direction, no longer cutting the mist grass, allowing the leaves to tear part of his clothes and leave shallow marks on his skin, not even breaking the skin. But the red horse beneath him couldn't handle it, quickly accelerating as the leaves inflicted thin wounds.

The horse went wild from the pain, yet Fang Yu's relentless urging spurred it to even greater speed!

Without cutting the mist grass leaves, the Eight-Armed Nine-Soldier Demon's pursuit lost its tracking means, plunging blindly into the grass sea, making it difficult to ascertain Fang Yu's direction amidst the swaying grasses.

It sniffed forcefully but only caught the intense fragrance of the mist grass, overpowering other smells, preventing it from locating the enemy by scent.