What is it like to be surrounded by a hundred Divine Dao Realm cultivators?
The Artifact Spirit felt as if all of Han Yu's bad luck had transferred to it. How did this kind of crappy situation end up happening to it?
Shouldn't this be the kind of thing only that Plague God Han Yu could encounter?
The faces of Xia Wuyou and the others turned pale; if it were just cultivators who are Walking the Dao, then the seven of them could indeed surround the others.
If there were only a few in the Divine Dao Realm, they might manage to resist somewhat.
But if there are hundreds of Divine Dao Realm cultivators, all seven of them shivered with fear, thinking, "How can we fight this?"
Thinking about how they just charged into the encirclement, it was like sending themselves to their death.
What to do now?
"Everyone, move back a bit. I'll hold them off for now."
