Snow Leopard Patriarch Takes Action

Every time the Li Tang Sect lost a trump card, it meant their chances of victory in this battle—or the next—would rise considerably.

A ghost, a ghost named the Needle-Staring Great Emperor, had been drifting above the Nether Sea all along.

Eliminating this trump card was one of the objectives the three great military camps had to achieve in this battle.

"Radiant Spirit-Suppressing Talisman."

Seeing more and more demon cultivators joining the fray, with even Nascent Soul realm demon cultivators daring to come over and beat up those who could only defend themselves, Wang Yuan sighed and took out a jade talisman shimmering with golden light, gently tossing it out.

Once this ancient-treasure-grade talisman was activated, the jade talisman instantly released a blinding golden radiance, enveloping Wang Yuan and the others within it.

All attacks from outside were completely blocked as well.

Finally able to catch their breath, everyone quickly took out pills and swallowed them, their expressions all exceedingly grim.

Since the other side had said they had taken the bait, it meant this plan had been an invitation into a trap from beginning to end.

Deep behind enemy lines, their situation could not have been worse.

"Sect Master, could the intelligence have been wrong?"

One of the Li Tang Sect elders asked with a dark expression.

"If the intelligence had been wrong, they would not have deliberately laid out this trap. There is most likely a traitor among us."

Wang Yuan shook his head.

"There is no need to say more now. The Spirit-Suppressing Talisman can hold out for the time it takes to burn one incense stick. Once we join forces and smash this water prison, I will lead everyone out. Success or failure hinges on this."

Invoking a god to get everyone out of danger would