The faces of the Windwalk Elders gradually filled with despair.
Their hearts were brimming with unwillingness, but the scene before them had already determined their fate today. There was only death!
In the current situation, it was not that they cherished their own lives. It was simply that if they died like this, the information they had obtained through such bitter effort could not be sent back, while they would instead lose their lives here. At a time when Transcendent Realm cultivators were precious fighting strength, their deaths would be a loss to the battlefield.
"We can't die!"
The Windwalk Elders tried to charge out like madmen.
Amid the crisscrossing Laws, one could see their resolve and intent to stake everything on a final desperate struggle.
However, the five Transcendent Realm Ghost Venerables were all exceedingly sharp. Seeing that the two intended to flee, they sneered. "These two want to run. Watch them from every direction. Don't let either one escape!"
As they spoke, the five Transcendent Realm Ghost Venerables worked in seamless coordination, wrapping the Windwalk Elders up tightly from all sides, leaving no gap through which even water could pass.
The Windwalk Elders had both killed until their eyes were bloodshot, but such a state could only solve the urgent crisis before them. If their first wave of attacks was received by these five Ghost Venerables, their subsequent methods would immediately lose steam—vigorous at first, then declining, and exhausted by the third attempt.
These five Transcendent Realm Ghost Venerables had long been on guard against this very move. How could they allow the two to kill their way out?
For a time, the Windwalk Elders used every ounce of their abilities, yet still failed to carve out an opening.
Only then did despair appear on their faces. They