In the silent void, it felt as though hundreds of millions of years had passed, yet also as though only an instant had gone by. Everyone felt as if their sense of time and space had been thrown into disarray.
At some unknown moment, the surrounding space began to twist once more. Waves of energy rippled outward, gently brushing over their bodies like water.
"Rumble!"
With a deafening boom, a blinding radiance suddenly erupted, and everyone shut their eyes.
When they opened them again, a gentle breeze was blowing, moonlight flowed like water, and stars dotted the sky. The bloodshed and horror of the city quickly faded away, replaced by peace and tranquility.
They stood atop a towering mountain. Not far away were pavilions and towers, small bridges over flowing streams, while bursts of floral fragrance drifted toward them on the breeze. Everything here was so beautiful that it felt unreal.
"We escaped! We finally escaped!!" someone finally shouted.
At the same time, a cultivator excitedly rushed toward a nearby spring, intending to wash away the bad luck clinging to him. But as he passed the entrance of a great hall, he suddenly vanished into thin air.
This sudden change made everyone's expressions shift drastically. Had they not escaped danger after all?
Not only that, but a Spirit Scholar who had flown into the sky also suddenly disappeared. There seemed to be some kind of trap or restriction in the air as well, equally terrifying.
"Don't approach those halls carelessly, and don't move around recklessly!" a cultivator immediately warned the others.
"Brother Azure Dragon, what should we do here? And why is it nighttime now? I remember it was noon when we were in the city." Xiao Chen turned to look at Zhou Tong beside him.
This was, after all,