Were all the lives on the surface dead?
After hearing Black Dog's words, the four youths froze.
The news was so shocking and terrifying that they couldn't react for a while.
After a long moment, Mu asked in confusion,
"How could this happen? What exactly happened?"
Black Dog said, "I advise you not to try going up to the surface. Otherwise, your fate will be uncertain."
As soon as his voice fell, a series of faint, indistinct sounds came from the far end of the tunnel overhead.
The sounds were so dense that they seemed like a torrential downpour pounding against the ground.
The youths held their breath and listened.
They never expected that hiding in the ruins of the Myriad Gods Temple would have helped them escape disaster.
But what exactly had happened outside?
"—I think it must be related to the Art of Imprisonment. The moment that technique disappeared, all life on the surface was wiped out," Reneedol mused.
Chi Hu thought back and suddenly realized, "That does seem to be what happened!"
Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Mu, besides preventing us from flying, what else does the Law Beasts' spatial Art of Imprisonment do?"
Mu shook his head. "It doesn't do anything else. The technique is basically a law barrier. Living beings inside it can't fly or teleport."
"A barrier? Can it keep things outside from getting in?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Mu paused, then nodded. "Yes, it can keep things outside from getting in, but that's not its main purpose. It's meant to imprison space—"
He trailed off.
—This time, all the Law Beasts had joined forces to cast the spatial Art of Imprisonment.
Its power was beyond imagination. It had to be capable of blocking certain things.
Gu Qingshan mused, "Logically speaking, if