In the vast venue, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged, cultivating while waiting for the arrival of his enemies.
The distress signal from that woman had already been sent out, and it's believed that the other four groups will arrive soon.
A trace of tension lingered in the air, reminiscent of the oppressive feeling before a storm.
Silence!
Stillness!
About half an hour later, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes and looked in three directions.
In those three directions, four teams were hurrying towards him.
"Very well, you can hide now. We'll handle the rest ourselves."
Ling Xiao waved his hand, dismissing those he had just subdued using Soul Capturing.
These people were of little use here, better for them to hide and watch the scene unfold.
The stronger he appeared, the more effective Soul Capturing became, making them increasingly unable to resist.
"Yes!"
Not long after those eight people hid, over the spewing lava, shadows appeared, walking on air.
