"SIGH—"
Wu Wang's sigh carried the scent of poverty as he crawled out of the tree hole, dusting himself off before heading towards the Human Domain's battered formation.
What needed to be done had been done, and the Beast Horde was temporarily interrupted due to the collapsing earth.
Fewer beasts flew in the sky, and the scattered ones that rushed over posed no real threat. The cultivators within the formation usually dealt with them with a few volleys of coordinated attacks.
Removing his mask, Wu Wang changed into light military armor and jogged to the edge of the large formation.
Xu Mu promptly stepped forward to greet him, pulling Wu Wang into the formation.
Instantly, gazes from within the formation converged upon him. Cultivators who were not currently engaged in repelling attacks all turned to look at Wu Wang.
One person performed a Daoist salute, and then everyone did the same.
