Yu Mingmiao's arrival clearly provided Master Shen and his group of eight with a much-needed opportunity to catch their breath.
Seeing Yin Tian walking towards Yu Mingmiao, Master Shen and the others exchanged a glance and then all quietly stood up, supporting each other as they tried to sneak away into the distance, wanting to leave the place.
As Yin Tian walked towards Yu Mingmiao, he flicked his wrist backward.
Hisss Hisss Hisss...
A whistling sound of something cutting through the air was heard.
Eight silver needles shot out with precision, accurately hitting the legs of Master Shen's eight people.
All eight of them cried out in alarm, collapsing to the ground, rendered immobile.
Meanwhile, Yin Tian, as if nothing had happened, approached Yu Mingmiao and asked, "What's the matter?"