The Illusion Ice Race could not escape, and Lu Yang did not need to participate in the battle. If he rashly joined in, he might easily be mistaken for an enemy and killed by accident. He might as well stay here and interrogate these merchants.
"Let's talk." Lu Yang looked at the dozen or so major merchants gradually waking up, a faint smile on his face.
"What happened to us?" The caravan commander from Shattered Ice City stared at Lu Yang in terror. He was a High God, yet he could not use even a trace of divine power.
Lu Yang said, "Don't waste your strength. This is God Imprisonment Stone. Unless you are peak Main Gods, once it traps you, you will never escape."
"Who are you? Why are we here?" The caravan commander from Extreme Cold City frowned and looked at Lu Yan.
"As for me, I'm a human from Earth—the planet you have attacked many times. As for why you are here, it is because you were all controlled by the Thousand Illusion Ice Demon's illusion. By coincidence, the Ancient God Race attacked Illusion Ice City, and we got to reap the benefits." Lu Yang opened a transmission passage to Bandalsburg Prison, allowing them to see the scene outside.
Countless members of the Ancient God Race were madly slaughtering the city, and innumerable Illusion Ice Race clansmen were being killed. What terrified them even more were the two enormous stone gates and the stone demons constantly pouring out of them.
"The Ancient God Race actually produced a Main God Tier expert. It's over. This world is finished." The caravan leader from Purple Ice City wore an expression of fear and conflicted emotions.
Lu Yang smiled at him and said, "I didn't expect you to know that. Then