Burning Their Souls

The Great Dao was merciless. It would never allow anyone to escape its heavenly might. Although the Bee Ancestor had used his great power to seal his clone and isolate its soul aura, allowing it to evade detection temporarily, the instant he emerged from the seal, heaven and earth locked onto him. Tribulation Clouds gathered, and it would not be long before the lightning tribulation descended.

Even the Bee Ancestor, at the Great Perfection of Tribulation Crossing, had been unable to survive the lightning tribulation, let alone his clone, whose cultivation was only in the middle to late stages of Tribulation Crossing. The Bee Ancestor knew that this time, he was doomed to die. If he went with his people, he would surely lead the lightning tribulation to them. The might of a Tribulation Crossing lightning tribulation was astonishing; it would likely drag his clansmen into the disaster.

What was more, nearly ten Tribulation Crossing experts were now eyeing the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race like tigers watching their prey. If he did not keep these people occupied, they could easily catch up with his people. For the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race, that would be nothing short of annihilation.

All things considered, the Bee Ancestor's clone decided to stay behind and block the Tribulation Crossing experts.

Feeling the Bee Ancestor's resolve, Xuan Ming and the other man knew there was no point in saying more. They left with heavy hearts.

Shi Ao and the others naturally wouldn't stand by and watch the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race escape. Shi Ao proposed that Shi Xin and the other Tribulation Crossing experts use their auras to hold the Bee Ancestor and his companions at bay, while he led the Mahayana experts around the battlefield to pursue the fleeing group.

Seeing that the Bee Ancestor's