But Lu Qingshan thought again, recalling that Xia Daoyun had prepared many pills for him, and since he seldom got injured, it would be wasteful not to use them, so he stopped being so frugal.
After he had killed the Giant Deer Clan's Sacrificial Spirit, he was in no rush to pursue and eliminate the remaining Giant Deer Cultivators.
By this time, these Giant Deer Cultivators were already in despair, completely lacking the will to fight.
Lu Qingshan hovered in the sky, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Giant Deer Cultivators who wish to live, descend to the ground immediately," he said.
Carrying the terrifying reputation of first slaughtering the priests and then the Sacrificial Spirit, Lu Qingshan's words, though seemingly calm, were like a demon's whisper to the ears of the Giant Deer Cultivators, and immediately about a dozen of them obeyed and descended to the ground.
They had no other choice.
