A Plan Takes Shape

Xuan Ming had found the Immortal Artifact the Bee Ancestor left behind—the hive. It could store the clan members with lower cultivation inside, which made things much more convenient. Even if a great battle broke out, they wouldn't have to worry about those people becoming a burden.

After Xuan Ming left, Ling Tian and the others grew solemn and began discussing how to evacuate.

More than a dozen Mahayana Stage cultivators were converging from over ten directions. It would be extremely difficult for Ling Tian and the others to slip past them without a sound. If they fought the conspirators coming from one direction, they would undoubtedly draw even more people. That would lead to heavy losses—something Ling Tian and the others didn't want to see.

At this thought, everyone exchanged helpless looks. In the end, they all turned to Ling Tian. Without realizing it, they had already come to regard him as their true leader, waiting for him to make the decision.

"Ling Tian, there may be more than a thousand of us. With so many people, escaping the encirclement will be extremely difficult." Hu Yao's brows knitted, worry flickering in her eyes. "Do you have a good way to avoid being surrounded by those Mahayana Stage experts?"

"It shouldn't be too hard to find a way. With Yue'er here, we can detect them in advance. Avoiding them shouldn't be difficult." Ling Tian remained composed. He glanced at Xuan Ning and asked in a low voice, "Senior, could you describe the general terrain of this planet? In particular, places where people could hide, like mountain forests and caves."

"Our Cultivation Star is mostly covered in exotic flowers and plants. There aren't any large mountain forests." Xuan Ning thought for a moment, then spoke with a hint of helplessness. "It'll