Boom! At that moment, outside the barrier surrounding the core area of the Ancient Moon Cave Abode, numerous Nascent Soul Cultivators attacked all at once. Blades, spears, swords, halberds, spiritual flames, icy frost, ice spikes, and crashing thunder rained down on the crystalline barrier.
There were more than twenty of them, and every one was a Nascent Soul-level powerhouse. Several were even Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivators. Their attacks might not have been each person's strongest, but the combined assault of so many people was nothing short of earth-shaking.
Under such a combined attack, even one or two ordinary great cultivators wouldn't be able to withstand it head-on.
Yet the restrictions in the Ancient Moon Cave Abode were exceptionally sturdy. More than twenty Nascent Soul powerhouses had attacked in turns for half a day, but the restrictions still showed no sign of giving way.
"Looks like this won't work. The restrictions haven't even broken, and we're already exhausted."
Lu Xiaotian gazed at the motionless crystalline barrier, his eyes narrowing slightly. As a formation master, he could naturally tell that trying to force his way through the cave abode's restrictions by attacking a small area wasn't realistic. But he had never planned to reveal his identity as a formation master.
When they attacked the crystalline barrier, some of the force rebounded. Mo Yu, the purple-robed woman who had spoken earlier, and Zhao Xin of the Zhao Household had both deftly avoided most of the backlash. It was clear that there were formation masters among this group—and more than one. Since they had no intention of revealing themselves, why should Lu Xiaotian stick his neck out?
"It's true that the barrier won't break, but some people may not be as exhausted as they look. Don't you still have that exceptionally powerful spiritual