The nerves of the cultivators from these teams were taut, their hands gripping weapons tightly, fully prepared.
Appearing first before them were the glittering formation patterns, followed closely by Lin Yifan and Lei Ming.
"What is this? Why is it like this?"
"These are formation patterns, and the space you are in is inside an array." Lin Yifan replied leisurely.
"You... are you scheming against us?"
The cultivators from the teams were utterly astonished.
They thought Lin Yifan and Lei Ming were unaware of their trailing, yet they had long noticed something amiss.
"Scheming? Considering your treachery and vicious attacks, wouldn't my actions be considered merciful?" Lin Yifan retorted.
"What do you want?"
"You all want our lives, what do you think I want?" Lin Yifan continued to retort.
"You think a mere broken array can trap us? That's ridiculous!"
These teams did not believe they couldn't escape from Lin Yifan's grasp, escape to safety.
