The refined corpses didn't pay attention to the fleeing beasts. In their eyes, the flesh and blood of cultivators was the most delicious.
This was within Ji An's expectations; otherwise, he would have commanded the beasts to converge on him. Doing so would have delayed his precious time, and the refined corpses would surely follow and kill him.
Ji An quickly assessed the situation and transmitted a voice message:
"Senior Sister, there are four enemies in the sky. We haven't discovered any more enemies for now.
The enemies came prepared, so be ready to use the Bing Fire Divine Thunder Talisman at any moment."
Han Yan nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
At this moment, her heart was sinking. The enemies were cultivators from a Nascent Soul Sect, and there were four black refined corpses. Their situation was very dangerous.
