He split off a strand of divine sense and probed toward the ripples of energy.
Sensing its outline... it seemed a little like a person!
Tang Yan's heart jolted. Just as he was about to examine it closely, that "figure" vanished from where it stood without any warning.
Xie Yunxuan suddenly made a hand signal, indicating that danger was approaching.
Everyone snapped to attention.
Whoosh! A ring of blazing energy walls abruptly rose from every direction, closing in on the ten of them.
The appearance of the walls of fire officially marked the start of battle between the two sides.
Jun Ting slashed forward, cleaving a gap in the wall of fire. A barrage of concealed weapons followed close behind, shooting toward the ten like dense rain.
The ten coordinated seamlessly, swiftly finding suitable positions.
The three Sword Alliance members and Pochen each guarded one of the four directions. Shen Yajing brought out a defensive magic treasure, while the others provided support, attacking from range or roaming out to find targets.
There were not many of the other races-only seven.
With the ten working in perfect concert, Xu Ningshuang soon roamed over and cut a Divine Clan member whom Jun Ting was holding off in half at the waist.
Realizing they were outmatched, the remaining other races immediately scattered and retreated.
"Communicate through voice transmission. Keep retreating!" Tang Yan ordered.
They had only withdrawn a few steps when a fresh barrage of concealed weapons appeared directly ahead of their retreat.
This assault was particularly fierce. Unable to hold it off, Jun Ting received help from Sun Zhanyue and Qin Wan, who broke away to join him.
After a brief clash, the other races withdrew again.
Xie Yunxuan warned them in time, "More of the other races are coming from a