"I believe you are all thinking the same thing I am. So next, as long as we join forces and throw all these remaining people into that palace, it should be enough to open the path to the Immortal Dao inheritance and the way out." Zhou Mian looked at the few Enlightenment stage cultivators around him and spoke calmly.
Two sects that had Enlightenment stage cultivators were the first to make their choice. They stepped forward and declared their willingness to stand with Zhou Mian.
After pondering for a while, the bald, burly man from the Xuan Zhao Divine Dynasty and the blue-robed elder from the Ancient Xia Divine Dynasty also made their choice and agreed to Zhou Mian's proposal.
Only Wei Changkang was still hesitating.
"Though I do not know what Elder Wei is hesitating over, I am willing to set an example first!" Zhou Mian replied.
The ground suddenly began to tremble.
Thin threads formed from one rune after another rapidly spread out from beneath Zhou Mian's feet, snaking in all directions like lightning.
After expanding several hundred zhang, those fine rune threads rose from the ground and intertwined overhead, locking together.
A massive formation like a birdcage took shape.
Every cultivator present was covered by that formation, becoming birds trapped in its cage.
The situation had changed too quickly. Many people had not even had time to truly think it through before they were already trapped inside.
And once that enormous cage appeared, despair and terror enveloped them all.
The numerous cultivators from low-ranking sects and Rogue Cultivators quietly reached a swift, temporary unity through exchanged glances.
A Deity Transformation Stage man at the front clenched his teeth and stared at Zhou Mian. "You may indeed have several Enlightenment stage cultivators, but there are many of us.