"Fellow Daoists, please protect me. I need about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to cast this spell before I can activate a life-saving item. I cannot be interrupted during this process. I hope you will all bear this in mind." True Person Liyang glanced at everyone and spoke in an exceptionally solemn tone.
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed, and she stopped at the center of the four mighty cultivators before sitting down cross-legged.
Ignoring everything else, she formed hand seals with both hands and began casting some profound secret art.
True Person Liyang seemed to trust the other four completely. She set up no restrictions, entrusting her safety entirely to the four of Lin Tao.
Seeing True Person Liyang begin casting her spell, the four of Lin Tao naturally did not hesitate. Their figures swayed, and they each took up a position at one corner of True Person Liyang's perimeter, casting their own spells and beginning to guard her against the Ice Flea Insects.
With True Person Liyang no longer attacking, the four of Lin Tao immediately felt the pressure from the Ice Flea Insects' assault.
Surging insect tides poured in from one cave passage after another, crazily closing in around the four of them. One enormous fused demon insect after another pounced forward, while clouds of icy mist spread around them, making the already frigid air become exceptionally dry and bitterly cold.
As this icy aura spread, the four late- and peak-Profound Spirit cultivators clearly felt their vast magical power draining away at an extremely terrifying speed.
Even if they did not unleash powerful secret arts and divine abilities to resist the Ice Flea Insects' attacks, merely standing there and resisting the invasion of such icy air would, in their