"Crack!"
As it roared, the sculpture was suddenly riddled with cracks.
Dark, blood-veined patterns emerged all over the surface.
"Damn, we're in deep trouble!"
Wang Zijia watched the robot-like statue undergo such transformation, feeling a void in his heart.
Realizing something was wrong, he didn't care to deal with the situation, and his entire blood entity flashed before vanishing on the spot.
The next moment, Wang Zijia's figure appeared in the outer battle ring.
"Go!"
With a shout, Wang Zijia raised his hand and threw out streaming light, shooting towards the many disciples.
The disciples, stunned, suddenly found themselves being pulled by a force, flickering towards the outside of the battlefield.
Immortals like Zhang Guangyu were initially taken aback.
Wang Zijia's actions were different from what had been discussed.
Previously, it was agreed that, once Wang Zijia confirmed there was no danger in the valley, he would come up to join forces and trap the Holy Spirit.
