"What on earth happened to make them so disheveled!"
Liu Ming, seeing so many Crystal Formation stage powerhouses with a strong aura bursting from their bodies in full flight, couldn't help but be astounded, despite his usually resolute disposition.
Not long after these streaks of light appeared on the horizon, a thunderous booming sound emanated from not far behind them, followed by a swath of blue radiance spreading across the sky. It advanced at a speed no less than that of the fleeing figures, seemingly in hot pursuit of the group ahead.
At this moment, from among the last few figures in the fleeing light, a panicked voice emerged:
"Wait... do not attack, I am willing to surrender..."
Before he could finish speaking, the last streak of light among the crowd slowed slightly in the air, as if it intended to stop.
