The moment Chi Xue saw Ling Tian teleport into the middle of their formation and open his Small World, his expression darkened. Clever as he was, he immediately realized what was happening: Ling Tian must have persuaded a large number of Ancient Divine Beasts to attack Chi Xue and the others, along with the cultivators from the various major factions of the God Realm alliance.
Chi Xue and the others had never worried about the Ancient Divine Beasts. They had never posed a threat to them, so they had simply ignored them—or rather, they had never imagined Ling Tian could persuade them to attack.
But once they saw Ling Tian release more than a thousand powerful Ancient Divine Beasts, their expressions turned grim. The worst part was sensing that at least some of them were Near-Saint Thirteenth Heaven experts. For a moment, they could only smile bitterly. It made sense: even though the God Realm alliance had millions of cultivators, it had few Near-Saint Thirteenth Heaven experts—fewer, in fact, than the number among these Ancient Divine Beasts. After all, not many of the alliance's cultivators had fused with powerful Ancient Divine Beasts.
What was more, some of the Ancient Divine Beasts were Near-Saint Fourteenth Heaven powerhouses. Even Chi Xue and the others would have dared to cross swords with them, let alone the cultivators from the God Realm alliance.
It was one thing for them to be outnumbered by the Ancient Divine Beasts' Near-Saint Thirteenth Heaven experts. The real problem was that the beasts had already reached the middle of their formation. They had little power to resist Ancient Divine Beasts, who excelled at close-quarters combat. And their formation was an Arrow Formation. It was fearsome when they had enough distance from their enemies, but if cultivators got close—especially if