Far ahead, Lin Mu sensed the approaching storm.
"Someone's coming," he muttered, halting midair. "You all go on ahead. I'll block them."
"Alright," Daoist Chu nodded. He had his own task—namely, hijacking the teleportation gate's defensive arrays.
It wouldn't be easy, especially with hostiles inbound, but he wasn't alone. Several other formation masters accompanied him, and together, they might just manage it.
"Kill them all!" one of the enemy cultivators roared as they stormed the teleportation building.
SHUA SHUA SHUA
The defensive arrays activated, light weaving into barriers to block the intruders. But under the relentless pressure of hundreds of high-level cultivators, those arrays could only hold for so long.
Two minutes at most.
Lin Mu was determined to make sure those two minutes counted.
He turned toward the source of the surging aura and saw the man approaching through the sky.
