Amid the chaos, Ye Tian and the others protected Hao Kang as they slowly picked their way through the battlefield.
By all accounts, there were only four of them now. Among so many cultivators, the strength of four people was hardly enough to protect themselves.
Yu Huachi gauged the distance to the gateway. It was quite close, but countless cultivators were fighting along the way. They had no other means of getting in quickly.
"Guard me. I'll move us in front of the gateway." With that, he sat cross-legged on the spot, his hands forming seals as he traced runes through the air.
The remaining three instinctively spread out around the two of them, protecting them from several directions. They were near the edge of the battlefield, where fewer people were caught in the melee. Some cultivators were sent flying into the distance with their heads and bodies severed, some had their arms torn off, and others were burned into a cloud of fragments by the flames.
Ye Tian looked up at that person. Even from such a great distance, the man had noticed him. He turned and exchanged a smile with Ye Tian. Sensing something, Ye Tian waved his hand and formed a protective barrier around them.
With a bang, the barrier warped out of shape. A huge fist-shaped dent appeared at Ye Tian's position. The impact nearly shattered the shield.
Seeing that his strike had failed, the man shot toward them at high speed. Ye Tian readied himself for battle.
"Done! Great Teleportation Technique!" Yu Huachi suddenly shouted. Everyone was sucked into a vortex, and when the man chased over, he found them gone and looked around in every direction.
The group appeared beside the gateway. By coincidence, because of the melee, not many people were rushing to