Facing this Senior Council Member of the Sea Race, even Lor, usually somewhat unruly, stood obediently to one side.
The other Senior Council Member, Hathaway, glanced at Ning Fa and sent Freya a Spiritual Sense Transmission. "With so many of us, why not go up and seize him directly? Why bother with this turtle-catching-in-a-jar scheme?"
Freya's expression remained indifferent. "First, we do not know whether this place allows us to fight one another.
"Second, even if we have strength in numbers, killing or capturing Ning Fa will not be easy. We might instead startle the snake in the grass and make him leave this Heavenly Pool directly, so we should proceed according to the original plan.
"Besides, if this place truly matches what Aize predicted using the power of the Ancestral Sea, then Ning Fa should also go to that Spirit Realm. We only need to wait. All right, let us move."
As she spoke, her lips moved slightly as she transmitted a few words. Then, without hesitation, her escape light flashed, and she flew toward one of the vortex Spirit Realms.
The Sea Race cultivators around her also scattered, flying toward the other seven vortex Spirit Realms.
Next, Yuan Gang, Feng Zhao, Jin Yao, and the rest of the Cloud Break Demon Race spoke quietly for a few moments before splitting into four groups of escape light and flying toward several vortex Spirit Realms they had already chosen.
In the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so people, including Ning Fa, remained here.
Ning Fa stroked his chin. Though these enemies appeared to have abandoned their encirclement of him, for some reason, he still felt that something was amiss.
Just then, the sound of rushing wind came from behind him as three more streaks of escape light