Shen Luo turned and left the main hall with the Ghost General, heading back the way they had come. But after only a few steps, Shen Luo's face registered astonishment, and he stopped.
They had clearly just passed an intersection ahead, yet it had suddenly vanished. A main hall now blocked the way, with two additional paths winding forward along either side of it.
The many buildings around them had also changed dramatically.
"What's going on?" The Ghost General noticed the changes ahead as well and widened his eyes.
"It seems we've fallen into some kind of trap. Leaving won't be easy," Shen Luo said, quickly calming down. Bright azure light glowed in his eyes as he looked around.
"A trap!" The Ghost General's expression changed.
"Whether this is an illusion or the terrain has truly changed, neither will be easy to break. If it's the former, that's one thing, but if it's the latter, we're in trouble!" Shen Luo's expression darkened as the azure light in his eyes swiftly faded.
He had just activated the Netherworld Ghost Eye, yet he could not detect the slightest trace of an illusion around them, nor did it seem to be a change caused by a Magic Formation.
To alter the surrounding terrain so drastically in an instant without him noticing anything at all—he had only seen such heaven-defying divine abilities within the Mountains, Rivers, State and Society Diagram in his dreams.
"What do we do now?" the Ghost General asked blankly.
"Let's first follow the direction we came from and see if we can find an exit." Shen Luo withdrew the Netherworld Ghost Eye and headed back the way they had come.
The Ghost General said nothing and hurriedly followed.
Meanwhile.
Within a dim underground palace, an eerie aura filled every