"Mystic Yin Spirit Transformation Array, activate!"
With Li Yunjing's shout, this fifth-tier array was successfully set up as well.
"Nine Firmaments Heavenly Thunder Array, arise!"
Finally, Li Yunjing released nine purple lightning beads.
The lightning beads hovered at nine positions around the valley, resonating with one another in a mysterious harmony.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky, thunder rolling as though a heavenly tribulation were about to descend.
With four great arrays layered together, the spiritual energy within the valley grew violently turbulent.
Arrays filled the sky, the ground, the earth below, and every direction around them. Within those great arrays lay smaller arrays, and within the smaller arrays were countless restrictions.
Each linked to the next, terrifying to the extreme.
Like a blazing beacon, this display immediately pointed the way for the Mystic Ice Hall's Nascent Soul Realm True Persons a hundred li away.
The three Nascent Soul Realm True Persons barely hesitated before teleporting over.
As for the Golden Core Realm cultivators trailing behind, they could only dutifully fly along, widening their search for the direction in which Li Yunjing and the others had fled.
After all, a distance of a hundred li was well beyond the range of a Golden Core Realm cultivator's divine sense.
Now that the arrays had taken shape, Zhao Qi and Su Muqing had to retreat behind Li Yunjing just to barely withstand the pressure.
Li Yunjing stood at the array's nexus, his robes snapping in the wind.
"You little thieves! We've found you!"
The instant Li Yunjing finished his preparations, an angry shout rang out in the distance.
Three streaks of light tore through the air-the three Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Mystic Ice Hall.
The white-robed elder leading them saw the scene in the valley, and his expression changed sharply. "These are...