At this moment, under the watchful eyes of several Spirit Refining Stage powerhouses, all the cultivators advanced in their original formations, ten to a group, perfectly orderly. The Life Gates in the middle were all occupied by disciples of the five major factions. Even if someone had spotted the trick, none spoke up.
Chen Fan stood near the center of the crowd, while Old Yellow Tooth's formation happened to be close by. As for Mu Yunshui, she was far ahead at the very front.
The vast procession of over a thousand people marched forward in neat formation toward the altar condensed from moonlight.
Many Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators shuddered involuntarily. The chill in the air grew ever denser, and once everyone stepped onto the altar, it felt as though they were treading on thin ice, as if they had entered a world of ice and snow.
"Open!" Before anyone could react, the five Soul Division Stage powerhouses suddenly shouted in unison. They thrust out their palms, sending streams of true essence instantly into the rune marks on the surrounding rock walls.
Boom!
A tremendous wave of air swept out from the rock walls. Every rune grew increasingly brilliant, a fierce wind suddenly rose, and the entire cavern rang with the howling of the gale.
At the same time, the entire altar began spinning rapidly. Everyone seemed frozen in place as runes crawled over their legs.
"Not good!" Someone in the crowd suddenly cried out, trying to break free of the runes, but to no avail.
Chen Fan's expression darkened. No wonder the five major factions had been so comfortable arranging the formations this way. They had known all along that once they stepped onto the altar, these runes would firmly lock everyone into position.
But for Chen Fan, these runes