We can't stay here for long!
Although Ming Qi desperately wanted to engage in a fierce battle with those men, he knew that his fight depended on the lives of many, and if he wasn't careful, they could all be killed.
The divine map suddenly contracted, and Ming Qi escaped into the void once again.
A few minutes later, he sensed the final White Tiger Killer God being completely shattered.
In just a few breaths, several powerful auras rushed towards him from behind!
What a rapid speed!
Ming Qi, within the divine map, gasped. Judging from their auras, these men were hardly any weaker than the Fire Leopards. Once they surrounded them, there would be no chance of escape. With this in mind, he immediately activated the divine map with all his might, using the primordial starry sky to compress the small Qiankun world to the maximum possible size, smaller than a speck of dust, and sprinted forward.
On the vast inner island, as Ming Qi activated his divine diagram and fled at full speed, seven or eight rainbow beams shot out from behind.
As the beams drew closer, a figure could be vaguely discerned.
In the front was an old man with white hair and beard. His figure was slightly hunched, coiled like a tortoise and snake, his black robe billowing in the wind, making him look like a bloated tortoise from afar.
The black-robed elder was the fastest, almost hundreds of meters ahead of the others.
Taking the lead, the black-robed elder gazed into the distance, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light as he muttered to himself, "Too many world-class treasures! Haha, I'll probably accept them with pleasure."
With that, countless green beams suddenly emanated from between the black-robed elder's bony fingers. Countless green beams formed a web-like pattern and rapidly spread forward, their speed even faster than the old man's rainbow beams had already fled!
In an instant, the fan-shaped area in front of the old man, centered at the center, was rapidly enveloped by a green light.
As the green light continued to emanate, the old man's previously dull eyes suddenly shone with two unusual rays of light, which quickly reached the spreading green light. As the two rays of light contacted the web-like green light, the area covered by the green light instantly transformed. Within the area enveloped by the green light, even the smallest speck of dust could not escape.
Amidst the green light, a rapidly flying speck of dust immediately caught the eye of the black-robed old man.
"No matter how powerful your magic is, you cannot escape my grasp now."
Fixing the speck of dust, the black-robed old man sneered. Suddenly, his hands shook, and the vast green light net trembled violently, heaving and rolling like a raging sea, before suddenly converging towards the rapidly moving speck of dust.
At this moment, people began to fly in from behind, stabilizing themselves around the black-robed old man and controlling their speed.
Watching the black-robed elder use his magical power to lock onto a speck of dust, they all suddenly understood.
One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a green robe and with a long beard. His features were sharp and angular, and his eyes gleamed like swords. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and asked, "Master Xuan, I wonder where that boy has fled to?"
As soon as he asked this, an elderly man with a gray beard appeared nearby and said, "Jian Qinglong, you're asking even though you already know the answer. Master Xuan has long seen through that boy's trick. It's just a small world."
The elderly man's words were clearly impolite, but the man known as Jian Qinglong didn't take it seriously. He simply said, "Master Mu has a keen eye and has long recognized that this is a world. I just wonder if Master Mu has a way to break it open?"
Jian Qinglong was the Qinglong Sword Sect's top guardian, and the man known as Master Mu was Mu Daoyun, a renowned master from Xiongfeng City in Xilan Prefecture. Mu Daoyun was a master of the older generation, and besides Master Xuanwu, he was the most formidable among these men.
All major factions nominally belonged to the Divine Realm, so when confronting Xuanwu, they would respectfully address him as "Old Xuan." As for the other major factions, there wasn't a clear distinction between superior and inferior. Mu Daoyun represented Xiongfeng City, and Jian Qinglong represented the Qinglong Sword Sect, neither willing to show weakness.
In fact, while the leaders of the major factions had all tacitly pursued the enemy, each had their own concerns. Asking them to fully assist Xuanwu in capturing the Heavenly God War Drum would be a complete failure.
Xuanwu, cunning and cunning, merely hummed a little after hearing the exchange, but his movements showed no sign of pausing.
With a wave of his hand, two even more intense azure rays shot out, instantly transforming into two enormous azure hands that grasped at the insignificant speck of dust.
The hands, soaring in the air, rapidly stretched, then dwindled further and further.
The azure hand moved with incredible speed. Ever since the Divine Map space was completely enveloped by the azure light, its speed had been significantly reduced. It was now no match for the energized azure hand.
Xuanwu seemed poised for victory, his movements methodical and precise. By the time the azure hand reached down, it had already transformed into two balls of azure light.
Ming Qi, within the Divine Map space, could see everything clearly. As the azure light enveloped the sky, a profound sense of crisis suddenly washed over him. He had long understood that the Divine Map space was not indestructible. Many powerful individuals must have gathered outside, seemingly trapped in a deadlock.
Ming Qi glanced at the crowd, but no one spoke.
Bang!
The Divine Map space shook under the attack, and even more worryingly, tiny cracks appeared on its walls from the violent impact!
This single blow dealt a heavy blow to the Divine Map!
It was obvious that if the powerful individuals outside joined forces, the Divine Map would be completely shattered! Where to go?
Ming Qi had to ponder this question.
He was trapped in a dead end, and this time, there was no chance of survival!
"How about giving them the Heavenly War Drum!"
Zong Feng also realized the seriousness of the situation. If he didn't make a decision, everyone would die here.
"Brother, you can't hand it over!"
Zong Long's eyes were bloodshot. The Heavenly War Drum was hard-earned, and once handed over, there would be no chance of getting it back.
"If we don't hand it over, we'll all die here. You and I might die, but how can we implicate others!"
Zong Feng gritted his teeth and scolded, then stood up suddenly. Looking at Ming Qi, he said, "Open it."
Though Ming Qi was extremely reluctant, he was helpless. The enemy was too powerful for him to defeat. The disparity in strength was like an insurmountable chasm, and it was impossible to bridge it.
After a few seconds of silence, Ming Qi nodded and prepared to open the divine map and let Zong Feng out.
But the next moment, he paused again.
"We've already killed so many of them. Even if we hand over the Heavenly War Drum, I'm afraid there's no chance of survival."
Boom!
Within a few words, another fierce impact struck the Divine Map's space, instantly making the dense cracks around it more pronounced.
Chi!
As the cracks widened, Ming Qi suddenly felt a surge of energy emanating from within the Divine Map's core, the primordial starry sky. It quickly spread to the walls of the Divine Map's space!
At the same time, an aura that belonged to no one, yet was more powerful than any other force, instantly filled the entire space!