Luo Yiyi bit the tip of her tongue, and the pain barely jolted her awake.
Her delicate hands formed seals, and Taichu Golden Light lit up within her sea of consciousness, trying to disperse the illusion.
But the illusions emerged one after another, all scenes she feared most deeply—the destruction of the Canglan Realm.
Su Ming fading away, each scene incomparably real.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, and her divine soul throbbed with pain.
"Such a petty trick, and you dare bring it out to make a fool of yourself?"
Just then, Su Ming's voice rang out.
Calm and icy, it was like thunder exploding within everyone's sea of consciousness.
The next second, vast Void Power erupted from Su Ming's body.
Grey Mist swept in all directions like a surging tide.
Wherever it passed, the blood-red battlefield melted away like ice and snow, rapidly fading.
The invisible divine soul threads wrapped around everyone's sea of consciousness—
The instant they touched the Grey Mist, they were dissolved and purified, leaving not even the slightest trace behind.
In no more than a breath's time—
The surrounding scenery returned to normal.
It was still that dim stretch of shattered stone, still those scattered bones.
The blood-red battlefield, the strange creatures filling the sky—all of it vanished without a trace.
Everyone suddenly came back to their senses, drenched in cold sweat.
They had nearly fallen into it just now.
If they had slaughtered one another within the bewilderment formation, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"What a powerful bewilderment formation..."
Luo Yiyi spoke with lingering fear, her face still somewhat pale.
"Mixed into the aura of Return to Silence, it was impossible to detect."
Blood Shadow also put away his War Blade, fear still lingering on his face.
He had nearly