At that moment, more than a dozen Mahayana cultivators were in a sorry state, their clothes tattered and torn. Several of them were even spattered with blood.
The explosion of the ultra-long-distance Teleportation Array just now had unleashed power no weaker than a Mahayana cultivator's attack. It had come far too quickly, and spatial restriction had descended upon them. Although the dozen-plus Mahayana cultivators had sensed the danger in an instant, not one of them had managed to leave the Teleportation Array before being completely swallowed by the explosion.
Fortunately, they were all rich in combat experience and possessed life-saving methods, so no one had been killed or injured.
The group stopped in the distance and watched the explosive energy sweep across Heaven and Earth. A huge crater had appeared where the Teleportation Array had been, and every cultivator's face was filled with horror.
Someone had tampered with the Teleportation Array. There could be only one purpose: to cut off their retreat and trap them here. By this point, everyone also understood that the raging beast tide surrounding them had been deliberately provoked. The purpose was obvious—to wipe them all out in one stroke.
"Leave quickly. We can't stay here for long. We must get out of here at once."
A middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and a shout rang from his mouth. His words came abruptly, and his face revealed obvious anxiety.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, have you sensed something?" someone asked hurriedly.
"Have none of you noticed? This region has developed that strange aura that affects the mind. That aura should be the reason the beasts have gone mad." The middle-aged man's expression was grim as he spoke rapidly.
"Go. We must not split up. We'll flee toward the southeast together. That direction takes us away from that stretch