"Everyone, disperse quickly!"
The crowd in the formation, including those near Xia Yan, were in complete chaos. With Xia Yan as the center, those quasi-hall master-level creation realm practitioners flew around one after another. Of course, they would not do anything to maintain the operation of the formation.
He stayed there and waited to have his head cut off by Xia Yan.
"It's very easy. It doesn't take any effort to kill these people!" Xia Yan looked at the dense crowd of figures, four demon-god-like clones, and sprinted forward at the same time. There were also some cultivators who attacked Xia Yan in turn, but they couldn't blast them at all.
The defensive artifact shield on the surface of Kai Xiayan's body could not even stir up a ripple.
"Those are the trapped cultivators!" Xia Yan had already seen some scattered figures in the center. From a distance, there were over a thousand people.
"It seems that many cultivators from the big worlds are trapped here, not just the cultivators from the eight big worlds like us!" Xia Yan was thinking in his mind. There was a group of people around the trapped cultivators.
Yellow flames, these yellow flames should be an attack method derived from the formation.
"Huh? Something seems to have happened to the formation!"
Among the yellow flames, a green-robed cultivator said in surprise. He felt that the power of the yellow flames seemed to have decreased a lot and became unstable.
"Yes, the number of these yellow flames has been reduced a lot." Another practitioner nodded, also very happy.
Originally, according to the attack power of the yellow flames under normal circumstances, if they persisted for at most one day, they would not be able to hold on and would be turned into ashes by these yellow flames. But now, something unexpected happened, giving them hope. If this is true.
Chapter completed!