The explosion came without warning, and amid the violent roar came faint screams.
The screams were faint, but neither of them was unfamiliar with their owner.
At the sound, both their faces changed drastically.
"Not good! It's Fellow Daoist Ge!"
"Something happened to Fellow Daoist Ge—we've fallen into a trap!"
Their voices rang out at once as the True Yuan they had secretly amassed surged forth decisively, shooting straight at the cloud dragon overhead.
Something had happened to the Eagle-eyed Elder, while the cloud dragon above remained utterly still in a manner that was deeply strange.
The two, who had already harbored suspicions, became even more certain that there was something wrong with the cloud dragon.
Their attack was also meant to verify their conjectures.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
As they struck out to test it, their True Yuan whipped up fierce winds.
The gale swept past, and the motionless cloud dragon overhead immediately scattered like wind-blown smoke.
"So it truly was an illusion! Damn it, that cloud dragon never intended to take us to meet this place's master. It clearly used this as an opportunity to break us apart and defeat us one by one!"
The Charming Female Cultivator's ribbons fluttered around her, her lovely brows drawn tightly together, with a trace of fury between them.
"Alas... I thought too highly of that cloud dragon and this place's master. I had thought we could turn weapons of war into jade and silk, but instead, I brought harm upon Fellow Daoist Ge!"
Cultivator Jiang's expression darkened as he sighed.
"There's no question of bringing harm or not. That old Ge never had good intentions to begin with.
He ended up like this because the clever were undone by their own cleverness. He brought it upon himself—what does it have to do with