At the same time.
Various lights and figures burst through the thick purple fog, directly entering the vast battlefield.
At that moment, the battlefield, as large as several football fields, was yet to be set up or arranged. The hemispherical dome was towering and empty, with only a large area of rugged gray rocky terrain.
And the sudden fierce clash!
Rumble—
The Tier Five [Abyssal Rot Mud], once having shed its disguise skill, nearly transformed into a massive chariot spraying toxic mist, furiously pursuing the three escapees and their contractual partner.
Its mountain-like body was extremely agile, not only charging at high speed but also generating innumerable sharp purple spikes during its transformation and pursuit, which extended almost like a heavenly net, simultaneously chasing after the three young Spirit Masters and their partners with a whistling sound.
All were [Poisonous Spikes]!
