The atmosphere instantly grew unbearably tense!
The surrounding cultivators all looked taut with tension, their wary gazes fixed on Wang Ba.
Dao Domains swiftly rose around each of them-third tier, fourth tier... even sixth tier, along with a handful at the seventh tier.
Primordial Spirits emerged one after another, wielding Dao Treasures of every color.
Most of those Dao Treasures, however, were middle grade or low grade; high-grade Dao Treasures were exceedingly rare.
The formations erected by the cultivators on the perimeter also finished combining in an instant.
Like a gigantic bowl, they covered Wang Ba, enclosing Deng Yingjue and all the other cultivators from the Azure Flood Dragon Realm as well.
Interwoven presences locked firmly onto Wang Ba, Deng Yingjue, and the others.
Yet compared to the cultivators from the Azure Flood Dragon Realm, Wang Ba drew far more of their attention.
The dark-faced cultivator at their head wore a cold, stern look. Above his head, a scarlet-golden seventh-tier Dao Domain slowly revolved, locking onto Wang Ba!
He demanded coldly in a low voice:
"So those people are hiding on you?"
"Speak! Who exactly are you? Did the Supreme True Buddha send you?"
Wang Ba frowned slightly at this, a trace of difficulty involuntarily appearing in his eyes.
He had already guessed who the other man meant.
If his guess was right, they were the cultivators from the Sea of Boundary Turmoil whom he had captured along the way after killing the monk Puyuan at the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
After being cleansed in those six pools, these cultivators' dispositions had changed drastically, and even their attire and appearance had become nearly identical to those of the Supreme True Buddha's monks.
He had taken them away primarily out of concern that his identity might be exposed. Afterward, busy escaping