"Lord Strange Wolf, what do we do?!"
The Source of Supernatural Phenomenon's forces cried out in alarm, swiftly sending secret voice transmissions to warn one another.
On the surface, everything simply seemed darker, with black mist curling about, thick as ink.
In truth, undercurrents were already raging beneath the surface, and the situation hung by a thread.
At this moment, not to mention the other Sources of Supernatural Phenomenon—even Strange Wolf could not help drawing a sharp breath.
Illusions were not particularly sophisticated methods. The Lord of Supernatural Phenomena did not even deign to use such lowly tricks.
But the problem was that this illusion had actually deceived them.
It had been right under their noses, without them detecting the slightest abnormality, until the illusion shattered.
One had to know that the Sources of Supernatural Phenomenon looked down upon countless living beings and possessed all manner of secret arts. Blinding their eyes and divine senses was harder than ascending to heaven.
A single anomaly had tricked their greatest trump card for this expedition—the Yin Sha Zhu Shen Array—into striking empty air.
Without the array's support, what came next would be a fierce battle.
For any Lord of Supernatural Phenomena or Source of Supernatural Phenomenon, this was absolutely a losing bargain.
"Lord Strange Wolf, perhaps we should retreat," Sha Bo immediately suggested.
"The aura within the array has vanished as well. There must be some arrangement at work," Yi La echoed.
Strange Wolf's expression was ugly. With their greatest trump card rendered useless, retreating was indeed the prudent choice. Yet it still felt unwilling.
Having fallen into the supernatural, even waking up and venturing out once now required paying no small price.
If it retreated so hastily, it would gain nothing at all, and upon returning, it would still have to