All the cultivators on the island were directly exposed to the Water Devils, facing the attacks of millions of Water Devils head-on. The countless intertwined Spirit Lights were dazzlingly beautiful, indescribably stunning.
Yet, it left all cultivators horrified, their hearts trembling, feeling as if death had instantly enveloped them.
Of course, the cultivators were not willing to just stand still and await their doom. They hurriedly deployed Divine Powers, hoping to weaken this deadly torrent, protect themselves, or flee to the rear, out of the attack's range.
One couldn't say their reactions were ineffective, but merely better than nothing.
Many cultivators chose to give up because it was too late to escape. Despite being extremely fearful inside, they could only wait for death to arrive.
Boom!
Surprisingly, death did not truly befall them.
"I'm not dead!" This was nearly the shared thought of all the cultivators at that moment.
