At that moment, streaks of flowing light shot out from within the mountain stronghold. Knowing that if they didn't retreat they'd be swarmed, several Foundation Establishment cultivators below immediately spun around and bolted, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
"Purple Ice Lake really is dangerous," Lu Chang'sheng mused to himself.
Seeing that the enemies had retreated, Zhong Mountain and the others promptly turned to thank Lu Chang'sheng.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
"If not for you, even if we didn't die this time, we would've been torn to pieces."
"Your puppetry beast is getting stronger and stronger."
The crowd showered him with compliments.
Moments later, Sect Leader Yan Yu arrived with several Foundation Establishment cultivators. Seeing everyone unharmed, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Learning that Lu Chang'sheng had stepped up in the moment of crisis, Yan Yu was both shocked and deeply grateful.
