The strong survival instinct drove these dozens of people onto the white dragon's back at an extremely rapid pace. They clung to the white dragon tightly, afraid of being thrown off.
There was no time to catch up with Qi Manyao. Wan Lei stood on the white dragon's back, his gaze fixed on the teleportation array. He quickly unleashed countless bolts of lightning, sending them into the various array eyes of the teleportation array to destroy it.
At this moment, the teleportation array was already radiating brightly, shooting straight into the sky. Powerful spatial forces firmly imprisoned the dozens of them, along with tens of thousands of demons also within the spatial blockade.
The teleportation had begun.
Wan Lei's attempt to destroy the array eyes required time, and there was simply no time left.
"Self-destruct!"
Wan Lei's voice was deep and resonant.
Yes, they were immobilized, but that didn't mean they couldn't detonate the cultivation within their bodies.
At this moment, the teleportation had already commenced. Once it ended, they would inevitably fall into the Demon Lord's hands. At that point, the Demon Lord could suppress them with a mere thought, cripple their cultivation, and they would have no room for resistance whatsoever.
The Demon Lord would certainly not kill them. Instead, once their cultivation was crippled and their limbs broken, they would be thrown into a prison, never to escape again.
Even a Celestial Lord would be unable to enter the negative plane to rescue them.
It was impossible to revive them either, as they were not dead.
As it stood, self-destruction was their only option.
Upon hearing Wan Lei's words, everyone immediately understood. Although some were terrified, there was no time for hesitation. With resolute gazes, they began to mobilize the cultivation within their bodies.
However, their figures were rapidly vanishing. Perhaps they wouldn't even have time to self-destruct.
Just as everyone was in despair, and the scene before them began to shift, they suddenly saw a beautiful figure appear outside the distant flagship. Immediately after, a terrifying sword light of water blue color streaked towards the teleportation channel.
It was Xisha.
When Wan Lei saw it was Xisha who made the move, he was so speechless he almost vomited blood and wanted to curse her.
If you, a Saint, are here, why not act sooner? The teleportation has already begun, and there's no time left now.
The sword light, in the end, struck the teleportation array. However, after the channel was cleaved apart and the array collapsed, the dozens of people in the center, along with the figures of tens of thousands of demons, had already vanished.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent. Both the reinforcements from Base Sixteen in the positive plane and the Demon Clan's Hou Li Legion were stunned.
Following that, the cheers of the Demon Clan's legions resounded through the heavens, while the armies of the positive plane were filled with furious indignation.
One side successfully teleported, while the other side failed to rescue.
Xisha's eternally gentle eyes were now devoid of timidity and weakness, replaced by an endless surge of fury.
She had personally come to rescue Wan Lei and the others, only to fail again, and to be defeated by mere four low-level Demon Gods.
"All of you, die!!!"
Xisha roared mournfully, and endless purple mist appeared, transforming into a vast ocean that enveloped hundreds of thousands of demons.
"Hahahaha, Mistress of the Water Hall, what use is your rage? We succeeded. Your Celestial Son and Wan Lei have both been teleported to the Demon Lord in the negative plane.
Hahahaha, we may die, but we have achieved a great merit this time. The Demon Lord will surely be pleased, and I, a meritorious subject, will be resurrected and richly rewarded. Useless woman, you await punishment from your Celestial Lord, hahahaha..."
Xisha swung her sword, and the sword light, capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, swept through the purple mist.
The sword light disappeared, the mist dissipated, and not a single soul remained among the hundreds of thousands of demon troops in the field.
One sword strike annihilated a hundred thousand enemies.
The complete annihilation of the Demon Clan did not bring any relief to Xisha's mood. After the anger subsided, endless anxiety and fear descended.
She had lost Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu, and the four Celestial Sons.
If they had truly been teleported to the negative plane, they would never return.
It was imaginable what kind of fury she would face from the five Celestial Lords.
Even if they were all friends and companions, committing such a grave mistake meant no one could save her.
Self-reproach and fear consumed her thoughts. She turned and roared at the army behind her,
"Find them! Search for them! No matter what, find them!"
Seeing the Saint's fury, the reinforcements busied themselves, piloting their spacecraft in all directions, searching aimlessly.
Xisha was the most timid of the Saints. Facing such a situation for the first time, she was filled with extreme fear.
She was so timid that she didn't even dare to conceal this matter.
She released a strand of divine sense, reporting everything that had happened here to the Celestial Lord.
Xisha waited anxiously, each second feeling incredibly long.
She was afraid.
She was afraid the Celestial Lord would be enraged, would tell her to return to the positive plane for punishment, and would tell her that the people who were teleported away could not be saved.
Every second was an ordeal.
Half an hour later, she finally received the Celestial Lord's telepathic message.
It was Tu Xian Zun, Wan Yi.
"Do not be afraid, Xisha. The teleportation array was damaged, and the coordinates were in disarray. They were not teleported to the negative plane. Their fate has not ended, and their future path is still long. They will not fall into the hands of the demons just like this."
Upon hearing this, Xisha finally breathed a sigh of relief. The weight on her heart finally lifted, and tears welled up in her large eyes.
However, what followed caused her anxiety to surge once more.
"It's just that the spatial channel was too chaotic, and they were randomly teleported to an unknown place. This place might not be too far from you, perhaps within a few universes.
You still need to search for them diligently. We don't know where they were teleported. That place has undergone memetic alteration, blocking heavenly secrets. We only know that the place is extremely dangerous.
Therefore, Xisha, you must find them as soon as possible. We will contact the other bases and send troops to search together.
Once you find them, rescue them and bring them back to the Five Elements Hall."
Wan Yi's words were calm, but Xisha could still hear a hint of anxiety in the tone of this foremost wise man of the positive plane.
According to the agreement, Celestial Lords were not allowed to come to the Bitter Sea Battlefield. Thus, the task of searching for the missing individuals fell upon her.
The Celestial Lord said it was nearby, but this "nearby" was defined within the scope of several universes.
Xisha expanded her divine sense, searching as she commanded the army to sweep through various locations. Another fifteen minutes passed, and a spatial channel appeared in the sky. Many spacecraft emerged from the channel.
Leading them was a divine being of a hundred zhang in height, with a very majestic appearance.
"Sun God, you've brought the reinforcements from Base Fifteen?"
Xisha stepped forward and greeted the imposing divine being.