Encirclement and counter-encirclement were really separated by only a single thought.
There were many variables, but only one constant—powerful people always surrounded the weak, never the other way around. In an encirclement, whoever held the initiative was certainly the stronger side!
It was like a flock of sheep surrounding a tiger.
Could the tiger truly be considered surrounded?
Obviously not.
Of course, Supremes were not sheep.
Especially when compared to those in the Heavenly Realm.
Objectively speaking, under normal circumstances, a Supreme would be that tiger. No matter how many Heavenly Realm cultivators came, they would still only be sheep. Unless that flock had an exceptionally influential king of sheep—replacing that analogy, someone like Qing Yan Jing, a Spirit Array Master. With numbers against few, they might indeed be able to defeat the tiger. Otherwise, the sheep were destined to be slaughtered clean by it.
The only uncertainty was time.
No one knew how long this hunt would last.
Of course, time did not matter before the outcome.
Ultimately, it was merely a tiger's hunting game.
It could play if it wanted to, and end the game whenever it no longer wished to play.
However, common sense was called common sense precisely because it only applied to normal people. There were countless species in the Myriad Heavens. Speaking only of humans, their numbers could not be counted in mere trillions. One trillion made a zhao, and with such an enormous base, a few oddities appearing was perfectly normal in every sense.
Thus, so-called common sense was unsuitable for individual cases.
And these Dragon Demon Palace Supremes had unfortunately chosen an option that appeared correct but was actually wrong: a hunter disguised as prey!
Objectively speaking, it did not even count as a disguise.
Lu Yuan had never intended to disguise