Dragged along the ground, his clothes abraded and torn, Li Huowang glanced over at the pursuing Lion Dances. Through the white light radiating from their bodies, he could vaguely discern something even larger behind their group.
Li Huowang didn't know what kind of sect the Lion Dance Palace was, but he was certain of one thing: their strengths varied. The two he had dealt with earlier were likely just small-fries.
"Second God! Faster! Those Lion Dances are just the grunts! The big ones are still behind them!"
At his words, Bai Lingmiao ran even more frantically. She wasn't running blindly but tried her best to head toward the sound of the drums.
Suddenly, Li Huowang spotted something and patted Bai Lingmiao. "Go east! Listen to me, head east!"
Bai Lingmiao pushed off the ground with all four limbs, leaping onto the wall to her left. After changing her trajectory on the wall, she dashed in the direction Li Huowang had indicated.
