After Councilor Zou asked that question, Councilor Wei also seemed to notice something and raised his head to look over with him.
But both men froze. They suddenly discovered that, at some unknown moment, the young cultivator had turned his back to them and was already standing in the corner of the cabin.
This eerie situation made both their hearts tighten.
Councilor Zou said coldly, "Playing tricks." He reached out to seize the man, but just as his qi was released, before his magical power could land, the man abruptly vanished.
He felt as if he had touched something cold and slick. Startled, he looked again, and his heart lurched once more.
He discovered that he was no longer standing inside the cabin of the outer-world cultivators. Instead, it was as if he stood within the entrails of some creature. Slick, writhing flesh lay everywhere, covered in countless tiny eyeballs and feelers, an abhorrent sight that churned his stomach.
Knowing something was wrong, he immediately let out a great shout. The light patterns on his array artifact robe surged, and he violently released a ring of radiant qi outward. In an instant, the entire cabin was flooded with light.
Generally speaking, no matter what something was, as long as one possessed sufficient magical power, it could be suppressed.
He believed that unless his opponent's realm surpassed his by a full level, no one could remain unscathed beneath the surge of his magical power. This enemy would certainly be forced out.
Sure enough, as his magical power swept through, those revolting scenes vanished, leaving only bare cabin walls, as though they had been thoroughly scrubbed clean.
Yet the outer-world cultivator who had been sitting there was also nowhere to be seen. No one knew where he had gone.
Councilor Zou warily