To be honest, Yu Sheng's brain hadn't processed what was happening in that instant either. He had no idea what Zheng Zhi had seen, nor what the situation was now. He was also absolutely, definitely, and positively certain that Huli and Eileen were probably in the same state—Luna was harder to say. The saintess might have been the only person in the entire inn whose thought outweighed her actions, making her somewhat calmer than the others...
But not understanding the situation didn't stop Yu Sheng and his companions from taking action, because the inn's corporate culture had always been to use overwhelming force to solve problems that overwhelming intelligence couldn't handle. After all, with Eileen dragging down the average, the entire inn couldn't scrape together much overwhelming intelligence anyway. They might as well just charge ahead.
In any case, there was no need to worry about damage compensation in the Otherworld.
Flames, explosions, blood, spider silk, and the balls Eileen threw out—the group still had no idea what exactly her big nephew had seen, but one thing was certain: whatever he had seen had vanished in an instant. So, in their desperation, everyone threw out every move they had at hand, gambling on whether they could blast something out while the environment was still unstable. And the result... was that they really did blast something out.
Yu Sheng wasn't even sure which move had worked. He only saw rifts appear out of thin air nearby, with the closest one barely two or three meters away, right where he had just spat out a mouthful of blood. The farthest rift stretched more than a hundred meters away, reaching deep into the dense fog. Huli's tail missiles erupted into dazzling blue fireballs within the fog. Several twisted shadows screamed as they were