Mantis Stalks the Cicada

At this moment, countless people in Holy Pill City were overjoyed. Many experts who had waited for so long quickly rose into the air, intending to leave at once through the opening Qing Lin had just cleaved through with a single strike.

The commotion at the Pill Tower was indeed enormous today, but the prerequisite for enjoying a spectacle was ensuring one's own safety. Holy Pill City had been sealed off, and no one knew how many people had been forced to remain trapped here. Given the opportunity before them, most people were willing to leave this damned place first. Who knew what else they might encounter if they stayed?

In stark contrast, Xiao Yi Xian and Tang Zhen both felt deeply powerless. Qing Lin's all-out slash had indeed carved a huge gap in the great formation. Yet the spatial isolation had not ended. At this very moment, they were still trapped within the formation.

"What's going on? The Space Jade actually has no effect?" Tang Zhen cried in alarm.

"There's only one possibility: the formation has been breached." Wei Jiangyuan's expression darkened as he said, "But the Spirit Clan has another contingency!"

As though to confirm Wei Jiangyuan's words, the seven Dou Emperor experts charging at the very front suddenly came to a halt. The Dou Qi wings on their backs vanished like bubbles, and every one of them was crushed into a cloud of blood mist by a powerful force.

"An ambush!" A miserable warning rang out.

Yet the warning was meaningless. A sinister wind laden with the stench of blood surged through the cracks in the formation. The protective Dou Qi around dozens of people charging in front was torn apart as easily as thin paper, and crimson blood mist erupted from their seven orifices—their hands clawed