After Lin Heng roared at them like that, everyone jolted awake one after another.
They broke free from their mutual deadlock.
"Ow, my face. Were you the one who hit me?"
"That's not right! I clearly saw someone swinging a blade at me just now..."
"Could it be that we were slaughtering each other all along?"
"..."
Everyone talked at once, and as they looked at the Buddha statue's head ahead, its mouth twisted in a grin, they could not help retreating several steps.
It was as if everything they had just done had been seen by the Buddha statue.
Wu Ba walked out from the crowd. There was also a red mark on his face; clearly, someone had slapped him.
"Lin Sizhu, what is going on?"
"I could hear your voices just now, but I couldn't see anyone. There were only swathes of dark shadows..."
Lin Heng clasped his hands behind his back and sized up the enormous Buddha statue before him, then swept his gaze over the incense burners around them. "Do you feel your power has been suppressed?"
Wu Ba felt it for a moment, then said, "A little harder to use, but not by much."
Martial Man also said, "I feel that my Mind Sense has been compressed terribly, but there isn't much change in my strength."
The others also spoke up one after another, expressing what they felt.
Compared with the Buddha statue they had encountered earlier in the cave, this great Buddha's suppressive force was clearly even more overbearing, and even those of the Martial Path would be affected.
As for why they had been thrown into confusion just now, Lin Heng guessed it should have had something to do with those incense burners.
The scent the incense burners gave off was not much