But this group of cultivators was no pushover either.
Though the restrictions prevented them from flying through the air, they could still use all manner of methods to fly or briefly remain suspended in midair.
Even the Winged White Tiger found it difficult to attend to everything at once when facing the attacks of dozens of Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators.
Countless spells flew through the air as both sides fought fiercely, locked in a chaotic melee.
Lin Qi's sharp eyes noticed that Shi Jiumeng and Cheng Shiyuan, who had been the first to jump down, were nowhere among the crowd. They had most likely slipped away amid the chaos long ago.
Wenge suddenly grabbed Lin Qi. "We're going down too!"
Lin Qi looked up and saw that Fu Shennong and his disciple, who had originally been standing at the edge of the cliff, had vanished as well.
Lin Qi nodded and tossed an invisibility cloak to Wenge. "Use this. At least it can help you avoid the Winged White Tiger's attacks."
There were too many people. As long as they concealed their auras slightly, the Winged White Tiger would be unable to notice them.
Wenge accepted it without ceremony, then gave Lin Qi two pitch-black feathers.
"Use them when falling!"
After throwing out those four words, he leaped off the cliff.
Lin Qi followed close behind.
Luo Yi stood trembling at the edge of the cliff, his face full of helplessness. "I... how am I supposed to get down?"
Before Lin Qi had fallen even a hundred meters, the black feather in her hand suddenly transformed into a pair of wings that settled onto her back.
The invisibility cloak proved useful at the critical moment, successfully evading the Winged White Tiger's divine sense sweep.
The two of them safely