The South Korean ghost soldiers around us charged at us wave after wave.
Their attacks were not particularly strong, nor could they threaten our lives.
The only trouble was that we could not find an exit. Being trapped here was truly infuriating.
At that moment, Pan Ling spoke up:
"Brother Jiang, Senior Brother, ghost mist is everywhere, and the aura of cyan energy blankets the area.
"This evil entity must have used the power of the crystal.
"I can't see where the weakness of this illusion lies..."
After Pan Ling finished, Zhang Yuchen chimed in:
"Ou Doudou, just as expected of a roof-tile ghost. This illusion is so damn realistic.
"I say we just keep fighting.
"With our cultivation, I refuse to believe it can keep us trapped forever.
"Besides, Captain Chen and the others are waiting for an opportunity outside..."
Zhang Yuchen's method was crude, but it was also a highly feasible plan.
But right now, I did not want to sit around and wait for death.
What I wanted was to break this illusion.
And kill the Roof-Tile Fiend directly in the shortest time possible.
Mao Jing cleaved several ghost soldiers apart, causing streaks of black mist to rise.
Then he said:
"Though this illusion is powerful and realistic, its sole purpose is to kill us or wear us down.
"If it wants to kill or exhaust us this way, then this level of attack is clearly insufficient.
"In my opinion, the variable is hidden somewhere within the illusion.
"As long as something abnormal appears, it will surely be the key to breaking the realm..."
Mao Jing voiced his analysis as well.
I nodded slightly and spoke to the others:
"This illusion is extremely realistic.
"But for now, we don't know whether it will distort our perception of