Wang Jixuan burst into laughter, then his body suddenly swelled as though he were about to explode.
The Spiritual Practitioners surrounding and attacking him hurriedly retreated, yet they feared Wang Jixuan was merely bluffing and would seize the chance to flee, so they did not dare withdraw too far.
But what happened next still left their brains somewhat oxygen-starved.
This Great Pioneer, who had been fiercely attacking and still held the advantage in momentum despite fighting many alone, appeared to be preparing a great move. Yet he seized the gap created when the surrounding Spiritual Practitioners retreated, slammed toward the ground with unstoppable force and thunderous speed, and directly...
Ran away.
"Seal the earth!"
"Freeze him!"
The Spiritual Practitioners shouted in the language of the Spiritual Cultivation Civilization. They instantly rushed down to low altitude, unleashing all manner of techniques at once. The ground for dozens of kilometers around was frozen, continuously churned, and even directly dragged into the sky.
Wang Jixuan had almost been shaken straight out of the ground.
Fortunately, he had previously spent considerable time refining his escape techniques. Now, with Earth Escape unleashed at full power, he could travel ten miles in an instant.
"Northwest!"
Someone shouted, and more than a dozen streaks of light shot forward.
The Spiritual Practitioners who had seemed limp and powerless before now saw Wang Jixuan trying to escape and immediately unleashed their full force. They no longer cared about tactical considerations like making someone else bear the frontal assault.
Escape?
A vicious smile appeared at the corner of Daoist Wang's mouth, and the face of the Demon Lord carried a trace of arrogance.
Would he need to flee?
He was merely changing battlefields so he could use the first trump card he had prepared for today.
A formation?
No. Under