Moreover, the binding and obfuscating power within made the three Outer Realm cultivators caught inside completely lose their sense of direction, as if every inch of space was entirely shrouded by the blood mist. Even with the half-step Purple Mansion Stage cultivation of the swarthy man and his divine soul measuring three hundred ninety zhang, he couldn't find any flaw at the moment.
"Ambushing from the shadows, setting up an array, bullying with numbers, what kind of hero are you? If you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one, and I'll give you some credit…"
The half-step Purple Mansion cultivator swarthy man couldn't help but curse angrily. If Zheng Yi hadn't obstructed them just now, the three of them were of one mind and would have erupted simultaneously, likely escaping the array long ago, without needing to be trapped here.
But now, their path forward has been severed, the initiative lost. Trying to escape now is as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
