After racing all the way, the six from the Western Division finally caught sight of the Spirit Orb in the distance—and the nine from the Eastern Division, working like a swarm of ants to haul it along.
Six against nine—the Western Division was no match for the Southern Division, but they had no doubts about handling the Eastern Division.
From afar, the Star Constellation Realm Late Stage cultivator at the head of the group bellowed, "Eastern Division, put down the Spirit Orb!"
The Eastern Division had naturally noticed the Western Division giving chase. Everyone was tense, fury churning in their hearts. Sure enough, what they feared most had come to pass. While transporting the Spirit Orb, they had been worried that the Western Division would catch up, so they had not dared waste even a moment, thinking only of getting the Spirit Orb back to camp as quickly as possible to claim their merit. Yet they had still been caught.
There was still some distance between them, but hauling the Spirit Orb was ultimately slower than flying through the Void. It would not be long before they were overtaken.
As the gap between both sides steadily closed, Haitang sent Lu Ye a voice transmission. "Junior Brother Lu, can you use that Blood Dao Secret Art again to trap them?"
Given the current situation, if Lu Ye could use that Blood Dao Secret Art again to trap the incoming enemies, they would have a chance of safely delivering the Spirit Orb back.
"I can't." Lu Ye shook his head. The Blood River Art had its limits as well. He could trap one Star Constellation Realm Middle Stage cultivator and two Early Stage cultivators, but he could not trap all six remaining opponents at once—especially when one of them was Late Stage