Wei Yinglong's voice reached them, and Lu Yu's hand, which was just about to be lowered, trembled slightly and halted mid-air. The fireball in his palm also stabilized without detonating.
He turned his head toward the direction from which the voice came. Wei Yinglong was riding a warhorse and quickly running toward Lu Yu. Observing the changes in the demons around, he realized that the demon priest had been slain.
Knowing the demon priest was slain, his first thought was: did some lucky brat run into the demon priest?
But then he reconsidered, thinking that such a thing was virtually impossible. The demon priest being slain meant it could only have been done by a high-level expert.
However, there were no high-level experts on this battlefield. If he had to say, there was indeed one expert.
So he found Lu Yu, and upon spotting the demon priest lying on the ground, seeing the intact body, he almost didn't need to think and shouted those words.
