The aftershocks of Luohu and Pingxin's clash had yet to fully disperse; that destructive shock wave was still spreading layer upon layer through the chaos.
Wu took a step forward.
His gaze passed over the two locked in a head-on confrontation and fell on that group of Devil Race Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin.
Wu spoke faintly.
"We shouldn't just stand around either."
He paused.
"Begin."
The moment his words fell, the Devil Race camp opposite them moved.
Without the slightest hesitation, without the faintest delay.
Their movements were so fast, their coordination so seamless, it was clearly a tactic they had rehearsed countless times.
Four figures erupted at the same time, sweeping in to encircle Wu.
The aura of each of these four was at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin.
The four each occupied one direction—east, south, west, and north—trapping Wu at the center.
A pitch-black Four Symbols Demon Array took shape in an instant, completely cutting off and sealing this stretch of chaotic space, forming an independent battlefield.
At the same time—
Five slightly weaker figures charged out from another direction, heading straight for Wu.
Heavenly Dao Sages.
Five of them.
All of them were coming for Wu alone.
Zhen Yuanzi sensed something was wrong at once and tried to lend aid, but two streams of demonic qi blocked his path.
Two Devil Race Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin attacked at the same time, entangling him tightly.
On Hongyun and Wang Shu's side, they were likewise being besieged by two Daluo Golden Immortals of the Origin.
Minghe, Tongtian, Taiyi, Candle Dragon, and the West Queen Mother were each blocked by one Devil Race Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin.
Everyone, within a short three breaths, had been completely split apart.
Zhen Yuanzi's