Mu Jing suddenly had a bad feeling.
Especially when that sense of panic immediately consumed everything.
She immediately looked at Lu Qiufeng beside her, about to speak, when she thought of something.
Perhaps she should stall for a little longer and recover some Soul Power.
That way, they would have better odds when facing danger.
Yet the instant that thought appeared, cold sweat broke out all over her body.
Tang Liu's words to them once again rang with crystal clarity in her ears.
An illusion was completely controlled by its creator.
That included every thought, idea, and even memory in the minds of those trapped within it.
If it really was as she suspected, then perhaps the three of them were not recovering their Soul Power at all.
So there was no need to stall for time.
She looked at Lu Qiufeng and opened her mouth to speak.
Yet just as she was about to make a sound, she forcibly stopped herself.
What if...
What if those thoughts just now had also been implanted in her by that illusion's controller, whether or not such a person even existed?
So she suppressed her urge to speak again.
But...
What if this thought was one too?
Still, there was no harm in having Lu Qiufeng confirm it.
She was just about to speak when she realized something else.
Was this Lu Qiufeng really Lu Qiufeng?
If she asked him directly, would that not alert the enemy?
No...
If this truly was an illusion, then its controller should have already known that she had seen through it.
So everything she saw now, every thought that surfaced in her mind—
Could all be fake.
Could all have been deliberately implanted.
She had no way to determine what was real and what was false.
She