Following Bai Yuqi's gaze, they could see a large number of Spatial Nodes. Upon closer observation, they discovered that these Spatial Nodes were unstable.
Being swept into a Spatial Storm was extremely dangerous. With particularly bad luck, one could die on the spot and have one's soul extinguished. With merely bad luck, one might be swept into a Necrotic Space. With better luck, one could be carried somewhere else. With exceptionally good luck, one might be swept into a Small World or Secret Realm rich in spiritual energy.
The last possibility was extremely unlikely. The first was somewhat more probable, but no cultivator was willing to gamble their life on such odds.
Wang Mengbin also noticed the anomaly here, but he had no other choice. Their opponent's magic power was far deeper than theirs, and if they continued fleeing, they would be the ones at a disadvantage.
Wang Mengbin formed a Hand Seal. A gigantic humanoid phantom appeared high above his head. A deafening peal of thunder rang out from the sky, and over ten thousand thick Silver Lightning streaked across the heavens, shooting straight toward the azure-robed old man.
At the same time, a gigantic female phantom appeared above Bai Yuqi's head. She was a Tier 7 Formation Master, but Formation Masters needed a certain amount of time to set up an array. If she had enough time to arrange one, she would dare to fight the opponent. Clearly, the enemy would not give her that time.
Bai Yuqi formed a Hand Seal. The female phantom shook both arms, and large snowflakes drifted down from the sky. A freezing wind swept past, turning the White Snowflakes into White Ice Spears over ten feet long that shot straight toward the azure-robed old man.
The azure-robed old man let out a