Zhuo Yijian knew exactly what was going on.
These worms—each one was at least on par with a Peak Qi Refining Stage cultivator. Some were equivalent to Foundation Establishment, and every single one of them had shells tough as iron—not even fire could burn them, spiritual artifacts couldn't pierce them!
They had surrounded them from every direction, making escape seem impossible—a real headache.
The only option was for all the cultivators to strike with everything they had, open up a breach, and get the hell out. That was the best plan now.
"This is the only way."
Tu Yunfei spoke in a somber tone.
Mu Yunfeng, Yu Lingfei, Gao Ziyue, Jianghai, and over a dozen other cultivators all nodded, faces taut with wariness and shock.
"Such fierce insects!"
