Danger, extreme danger.
"Scatter and run."
At this moment, Wang Jian's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he watched Yang Ye lunging toward him. Without the slightest hesitation, he sprinted in one direction, trying to break through the encirclement and seek a sliver of chance to survive.
If he could manage to escape, he might even draw some people away, buying a little time for Li Yi and Chen Hao.
But could he really do it?
Yang Ye was a cultivator from the Inspiration Realm, a whole level higher than him.
He didn't know.
Right now, Wang Jian dared not even think about it; all he could do was exert all his strength to face this deadly crisis head-on.
"Wang Jian, don't bother trying to flee. This time you're dead for sure," said someone coldly.
Immediately, two drifters who had awakened their Spirit Medium power charged at him head-on. They didn't aim to kill Wang Jian but hoped to intercept him temporarily.