Those people or non-humans retaliated with divine abilities.
Strangely, the divine abilities of those people or non-humans merged with the light of the cage.
When the divine abilities of these soldiers struck, they were smooth, feeling as if they had hit their mark. They were excited, realizing how easy it was to fight, and at this pace, they would soon break through the restraints.
Thus, they attacked with even greater vigor, their palms burning, feeling incredibly exhilarated.
But the exhilaration was temporary. After a short while, they found themselves struggling and exhausted.
They finally sensed something was wrong.
All the divine abilities they unleashed vanished like clay cows entering the sea, automatically merging into the cages, locked in securely.
Later, they could no longer retract their divine abilities.
Spiritual energy poured out like a breached flood, roaring like thunder!
It's over! This was the only thought that flashed through their minds!
They were still trying to struggle, but it was futile, of no avail.
As for Sun Qian and the others, they initially counterattacked with all their might. However, they soon discovered that no matter what divine abilities they used, they acted like hooks, latching onto the opponent's spiritual energy and drawing it into themselves. Their spiritual energy quickly filled their bodies, continuously replenishing their soul seas.
Furthermore, the entire "cage" was an interactive system, operating with great fluctuations but smoothly, facilitating the interaction of their vital points and mystical gates at an incredibly fast pace. As long as there was enough spiritual energy, the circulation would automatically complete a full cycle.
Thus, while the soldiers attacked, the defenders of the formation continuously improved their cultivation. Initially, it was passive. Later, they took the initiative, actively unleashing divine abilities to attack the fleeing individuals in the center, also creating hooks to draw out their spiritual energy.
However, those who actively attacked experienced a more violent and thorough loss of spiritual energy.
But the greatest beneficiaries were Mo Qi and Yao Shuang.
They were at the center of the formation, attacked by more people, but without exception, their divine abilities and spiritual energy were completely absorbed.
In addition, all interactions within the "cage" had to be routed through the center point. With each transfer, a portion was retained here.
Soon, Yao Shuang and Sun Qian's cultivation reached Profound Saint, while Xiao Yi had reached the early stage of Grand Luo Golden Saint. Mo Qi and the little blood person were also at the late stage of Grand Luo Golden Saint cultivation. Xiao Budian and Ye Qingqing were at Golden Saint cultivation, while the Fire Demon and the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors were at Profound Saint cultivation. Even Wan Yan Ting had reached Upper Saint cultivation.
Then, just as everyone was still wanting more, the spiritual energy vanished.
All the soldiers' spiritual energy had been drained!
These people were rendered useless, all collapsing to the ground.
Mo Qi did not pursue them ruthlessly. He flicked his hand, dispelled the formation, and waved at them, "You may leave."
The people fled in panic.
At this moment, Lian Min, who had been watching from afar, was stunned!
It was too bizarre.
In front of Mo Qi, he felt fear for the first time.
Previously, he always thought he was the most bizarre, capable of instilling fear in anyone.
But now, fear itself had encountered something more terrifying!
He felt dejected, almost in tears, wiping his eyes as he fled into the distance.
As long as he was alive, he could always find more opportunities. It was best to leave this place first.
But Mo Qi hated him to the bone and could not allow him to escape.
He immediately released Yao Shuang and pursued the direction Lian Min was fleeing.
Lian Min looked back and saw Mo Qi chasing him, his soul nearly leaving his body.
In his desperation, Lian Min opened a storage bag, which opened like a gate to hell. Countless Yin souls floated out, and a chilling wind and ghostly aura permeated the air!
Among them, one figure was particularly striking, more human-like, and more graceful and alluring!
She was Number Two!
"Long time no see!" Number Two cackled at Mo Qi.
"I can give you a chance to be reborn," Mo Qi stopped, facing the multitude of souls rushing towards him, unafraid. "The choice is yours. If you continue to be a lackey, there is only death. If you are willing to abandon darkness and embrace light, I will give you a body and allow you to be resurrected."
Number Two hesitated for a moment, then sneered, "Am I not alive now? Why would I need resurrection?"
Mo Qi smiled faintly, "The opportunity is lost, and it's a pity you chose wrongly. Don't blame the cruelty of the world; it's all your own choice."
Number Two genuinely felt as if she had lost something, a wave of melancholy washing over her, followed by rage. "You're seeking death! Talking nonsense here and ruining my mood. If you can beat me, then fight. What's with this psychological warfare? I've played all this out already."
As she spoke, she continued to pounce at Mo Qi, opening her mouth and spitting out a torrent of black energy that surged towards him.
Mo Qi formed a hand seal, and a green lotus flower appeared above his head, radiating streaks of green light.
The green light spread outwards in ripples, circle after circle.
Under the illumination of the green light, the black energy gradually dissipated!
Number Two and the Yin souls behind her screamed and fled in all directions, but they were too slow to evade. The green light struck them, and they vanished into thin air.
Lian Min was on the verge of tears as he fled at high speed. Mo Qi pursued him rapidly. At this moment, the Black God and White God in the sky could no longer sit still. They roared, "Cease your insolence!" and simultaneously attacked Mo Qi.
At this moment, they felt a sense of accomplishment!
Since all those who had come to trouble Mo Qi had been killed by him, if they were to kill Mo Qi now, wouldn't it further highlight their own prowess?
The Black God plunged downwards fiercely, a sword in his hand, slashing at Mo Qi like lightning.
The momentum was as swift as lightning and as powerful as a thunderclap. The sword in his hand seemed like an extension of his very body, a seamless whole, radiating sharpness and intensity.
Mo Qi grasped the Myriad Law Moon Wheel. With a flash of spiritual light, his body began to rotate with the artifact, his entire being becoming one with the Myriad Law Moon Wheel, emitting a dazzling glow as he spun towards his opponent.
"Bang!" The collision sent sparks flying, a cascade of colors. Both figures were repelled.
However, the Black God's cultivation was ultimately higher. The arc of his imbalance was smaller, and he quickly recovered, launching a second, lightning-swift thrust at Mo Qi.
Mo Qi's body was still involuntarily drifting, unable to recover and execute his second move accurately.
Most tragically, the White God attacked Mo Qi from the other side!
Suddenly finding himself attacked from both sides, the situation was extremely perilous.
Lian Min seized this opportunity and fled shamefully.
The Black and White Gods saw Mo Qi's body contorting, unable to respond to their attacks, and believed he was doomed. They couldn't help but rejoice prematurely, celebrating in their minds.
The Black God said, "I thought you were so powerful, but you revealed your true form as soon as we clashed."
The White God added, "You couldn't withstand the test. Mortals are just mortals; we are the true gods!"
Alright, Mo Qi felt speechless.
At this moment, the only four words that came to his mind were "small men in triumph."
However, he didn't have time to utter them to them, as the situation was truly critical, and he had to find a way to respond.
How to respond? He quickly drew two lines in the air, forcefully distorting the air and causing the two to miss their thrusts.
However, after a brief moment of surprise, the two quickly adjusted. They flicked their swords, causing the air to ripple, and the originally slanted and wrinkled space gradually returned to its straightness.
The two once again thrust their swords towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi had now gained enough time. He flickered his body and dodged to the side.
The two pursued relentlessly, their bodies and swords weaving through the air with elegant fluidity, striking at Mo Qi.
Mo Qi formed a hand seal, and a green lotus flower appeared above his head. Just as he was about to unleash its light, the Black God's sword energy swept past, obliterating the green lotus flower. The White God's sword had already descended. Mo Qi instinctively blocked with the Myriad Law Moon Wheel in his hand, his body being knocked back and falling into the distance.
The blood and qi within him churned, almost causing him to vomit blood. Fortunately, he used the impact to evade the second sword thrust from the two.
But how could they give up? They gave him no chance to breathe, thrusting again at a critical moment, forcing Mo Qi to retreat repeatedly, unable to retaliate.
He cursed the two as despicable in his heart. Individually, their cultivation was higher than his, yet they still ganged up on him, which was too bullying.
From this, it was evident that the two had been watching for a long time and had gained considerable insight. They secretly reached a consensus: they would do their utmost, exhaust all means, and spare no expense to kill Mo Qi.
From a distance, three streaks of light could be seen shuttling back and forth in the air, up and down, left and right.
The surrounding space continuously exploded, and hurricanes swept through the surrounding space with the three figures. Cracks appeared on the ground from time to time, extending infinitely forward.
Xiao Yi and the others, seeing that these two were dishonorable, fighting one against two and constantly suppressing Mo Qi, all flew towards their battle zone.
However, they were mostly unable to get close. Wan Yan Ting, from a great distance, was injured by sword energy and rolled to the ground.
The others could only circle the periphery, unable to get close.
Only the little blood person and Xiao Yi managed to break through.
The little blood person spat a mouthful of black gas at the Black God. This was the result of his absorption of the Skeleton King's poison gas, which he could now convert into his own weapon.
The Black God stabbed the little blood person with his sword, but he was hit by the little blood person's spit.
The Black God swayed in the air, temporarily losing his combat effectiveness.
The little blood person immediately rolled towards the ground.
Blood gushed out of him, as if he were about to fall apart.
At this moment, Mo Qi and Xiao Yi were fighting the White God two against one, managing to fight to a draw.
However, he could not just watch the little blood person perish. He took the opportunity to take out a healing pill, flicked his hand, and sent it to Xiao Yi. "Give this to Xiao Xue to eat. I'll deal with him."
Xiao Yi took the order and left.
The White God was cunning. Seeing that he was the only one still capable of fighting among them, he had two options: either exploit the opponent's weakness and stall for time to allow the Black God to recover, or turn and leave.
Leaving was impossible; returning like this would be too humiliating!
To have his two great gods flee in disarray from these few trash, wouldn't he be laughed to death upon his return?
So, he decided to exploit the opponent's weakness and turned to pursue Xiao Yi, his sword energy whistling forward, striking at Xiao Yi.