BOOM—
RUMBLE—
Vast surges of Spiritual Power churned without end as a kaleidoscope of magic filled the air. The sounds of battle and shouts of war blended into a single roar.
The enemy was powerful. Among them were two Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivators. Song Xianyun and Song Changsheng each held one back, while the others found their own opponents and locked them in combat.
However, they did all this with the primary goal of ensuring their own safety. As a result, when facing an enemy as ferocious as wolves and tigers, they quickly found themselves on the back foot.
If this continued, and no reinforcements arrived, it was only a matter of time before the enemy broke through their encirclement.
Li Tiancheng glanced at Baiyun Peak, which was as still as a stagnant pond, and his heart filled with anxiety. 'What's going on? Did something happen to Senior Brother Du? Why isn't he following the plan?'
