"How will you act later?"
Ning Qi looked at the middle-aged man and asked curiously.
"Hmph, soon it will be dark. Our Demonic Qi will blend with the night, making us undetectable to them."
"Once we reach their vicinity, the slaughter will begin."
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, his gaze filled with murderous intent.
His whole being was already exuding a faint sense of killing intent.
Lin Fan watched him from the side, involuntarily revealing a smirk.
"Master, what should we do? Surely we won't join them in killing?"
Medicine Spirit hid within Ning Qi's body, unable to hold back from asking.
"Wait until they all go down, and when they start fighting fiercely, we'll take action."
Ning Qi spoke to him using Divine Thought.
"Ah, won't we be misunderstood by them then?"
Medicine Spirit hurriedly asked after hearing his words.
"No, dealing with this many people on my own is not an issue."
"But I can't hold them all by myself."
