The frozen Cultivators would still be alive for a few more minutes, giving William plenty of time.
He left the protection of his Arrays, using the Space Element to flash forward and tap on each Cultivator's heads, absorbing their Mana in mere seconds. The other Cultivators saw this, but there was nothing they could do unless they wanted to commit friendly fire.
The closest Cultivators saw how their frozen friends were treated, their eyes turning blood-red as they pulled swords and spears from their Space Rings. The only thing on their minds was to avenge their fallen friends, not caring about the Space Element that William had suddenly used.
They rushed forward, striking at William from all sides at each of his vital points. William stood motionless, only defending against the strongest attacks that would cause moderate damage to his Forcefield. The Cultivators assumed he had given up or was daydreaming, but the reality of the situation suddenly struck them, literally.
