As True Lord Red Fire's words fell, the auras of the hundreds of Fusion Dao Realm cultivators around him truly began to link together through the enormous Linked Array.
A will steeped in greed, madness, and grim resolve weighed like black clouds on the hearts of True Lord Jiemie and his four companions.
Blood Butcher clenched his fists, the blood-red baleful aura around him almost solidifying.
But in the end, he did not move. He could tell these people were not joking.
They truly dared to detonate their Laws and drag them into grievous injury.
"Fellow Daoist Jiemie..." Kongxuan looked at Jiemie, a trace of gravity in his voice.
He had never expected matters to reach this point either.
A group of Fusion Dao Realm cultivators had backed them into a corner by threatening mutual destruction.
If word got out, where would the five Unity Realm experts hide their faces?
But saving face was a minor concern. If they were truly caught in the self-detonation of hundreds of Fusion Dao Realm cultivators' Laws, even their Unity Realm Origins would suffer violent upheaval.
Who knew how many Chaos years it would take to repair the damage?
They were at a critical juncture, needing time to study the True Saints' insights. They absolutely could not afford a mishap here.
True Lord Jiemie said nothing. His gaze swept over Qingmu and Xuanshui within the formation.
With their Laws being drained away, their auras had weakened to the extreme, and their faces were as pale as paper.
If this dragged on any longer, their Dao foundations would be damaged even if they were rescued.
He glanced at True Lord Red Fire, then at the frenzied cultivators behind him.
These people had become desperate outlaws.
"What do you want?" True Lord Jiemie finally spoke,