Wu Yue said in a very depressed voice.
Wu Feng shook his head. After thinking for a moment, he said, "There's definitely something wrong with this market. The reason we haven't noticed it is that this market may even be capable of blocking my perception. The danger level is extremely high."
As he spoke, Wu Feng split off many clones and tentatively tried to leave the market.
However, Wu Feng and Wu Yue were shocked to discover that the moment those clones left the market, they rapidly turned to ashes and vanished from the world.
Wu Feng's current strength already made him an absolute expert, yet even his clones could not leave this market.
Wu Yue said in shock, "Wu Feng, there's something wrong with this market. We've been trapped here."
"Then you should enter my storage bag."
Wu Feng made the request. Although Wu Yue was unwilling, she also knew that this was not the time for Wu Feng to act willfully, so she agreed.
After taking Wu Yue into his storage bag, Wu Feng continued walking through the market.
After walking for a while, Wu Feng sensed many ordinary humans beginning to appear around him.
These people were not even cultivators. They were simply the ordinary mortals in the market.
They surrounded Wu Feng, each wearing an ingratiating smile.
Wu Feng frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Why have you people surrounded me?"
Seeing that Wu Feng's tone seemed somewhat unfriendly, fear began to appear on the mortals' faces.
However, they still stood their ground instead of fleeing. Instead, they pushed forward a leader to communicate with Wu Feng.
"Immortal, you're outsiders. We noticed you the moment you entered, and then we discovered that you weren't ordinary people at all. Our market has been searching for people like you