"Fuck! Weren't you inviting me for tea? Where the hell have you dragged me?"
"Qiu! Get out here!"
Very soon, four figures abruptly descended in the four directions of east, west, south, and north.
They slowly walked toward him.
Looking closely, they were none other than Clear Moon Long Song's four great elders: Chun, Summer, Qiu, and Winter.
"Stop shouting, little one. Did you really think we invited you for tea?"
Lin Heng forced himself to stay calm. Looking carefully, he discovered the four of them seemed to be illusory images, and said in confusion, "What is the meaning of this? You sent an illusory image—why not come in person?"
"Heh heh! You're already trapped to death here. Our task is to keep you here, not kill you. If we wanted to kill you, my true body could slap you into a mist of blood with one palm!" Qiu said irritably.
Lin Heng was still puzzled. "If you want to capture me, what necessary connection does that have with using fake bodies?"
"Hmph! Fool, you are now inside the Illusory World Array we arranged. Haven't you noticed the surrounding environment is constantly being squeezed inward? In less than two incense sticks, the space will be completely compressed down to the size of your body."
"When that time comes, where else can you run?"
"To those people, you're a treasure. You can't be hurt, and you can't be touched. Otherwise, I'd at least make a move and beat you half to death."
Hearing this, Lin Heng carefully looked at his surroundings. The concentration of spiritual energy was constantly rising, not because there was more spiritual energy, but because the container storing the spiritual energy was shrinking.
It only looked denser!
Lin Heng did not know what the hell Qiu and the