"What is happening?" Someone sensed the changes in the valley and shouted in panic.
"It's a Formation," a strong individual immediately sensed it.
"A Formation? Who set up a Formation right under our noses?" someone said, frowning.
Everyone present was the strongest combat force of the Blazing Flame Realm.
At this moment, the valley was shaking.
Countless fragmented spaces flew up, and ripples surged through the void.
It seemed as if endless yellow sand surged into the sky, surrounding the entire valley.
"Go," a powerful figure, foreseeing something amiss, shouted loudly.
Leading the disciples, prepared to leave.
However, just as they rose into the air, a powerful pressure descended.
When this pressure fell.
Almost everyone felt their whole body become heavy.
"The space is restricted," someone murmured.
Under this pressure, regardless of whether you are an unmatched Talented Disciple or an elder of any Sect Gate.
Even existences like the Ancestor of Chaotic Flame.
