Li Wuyi and the others' situation had also been seen by the enemy. They knew their initial judgment had been wrong; things had not unfolded according to their plans.
They had originally believed that only that Spirit Transformation cultivator was the key target for everyone to surround and capture together, but the outcome was nothing like that.
With things as they were, whether the gray-robed old man succeeded or failed was no longer the same matter as before. Even if their side lost only one Nascent Soul cultivator, the result would be completely different.
"Damn it, why hasn't Fellow Daoist Yu dealt with his opponent yet?"
The late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator saw that he and another companion were being firmly held back by the Phantom Sect's Spirit Transformation cultivators, while the gray-robed old man had yet to return. Anxiety had already filled his heart.
When they had come, they had calculated that the gray-robed old man would strike from the shadows. Not only would they quickly deal with everyone here, they might even manage it without a sound.
But the sudden appearance of that person had thrown all their plans into disarray. Even the gray-robed old man seemed to have to deal with him cautiously.
Ten breaths had passed, and they still had not taken down their opponents. Their side still held the upper hand, but the wind was about to change direction.
Once their Nascent Soul cultivator fell, the other two Nascent Soul cultivators certainly would not live much longer either.
"The cultivation arts practiced by these Phantom Sect cultivators are all too powerful!"
The mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivator also transmitted his voice swiftly, but they were speaking only among the Spirit Transformation cultivators. They did not tell the three Nascent Soul cultivators.
They did not want the three