"That's right. You've exhausted yourself too much. Leave the rest to us. Fatty and Fellow Daoist Chi Huo will keep an eye on those beasts behind us. Yuechan and I will clear the path ahead. Changsheng, get some proper rest."
Xu Yunhe silently moved to the front of the group, the Cyan Blade in his hand letting out a clear ring.
Seeing this, Song Changsheng stopped forcing himself. He took out Spirit Stones, sat cross-legged on his flying sword, and began to meditate to recover his energy. He had to get back into fighting shape as quickly as possible. If Zhuang Yuechan and Xu Yunhe's strength wasn't enough, he would need to step in and take over.
"We're almost there." Xu Yunhe's palms began to sweat. 'Those insects are no easier to deal with than the Demon Birds behind us.'
"They're merging together again."
Everyone looked ahead and saw a colossal, octopus-like creature materialize before them. Its entire body was covered in dense red dots, a sight that made their skin crawl.
