Adams looked back at Qin Siyang and demanded in horror, "What exactly did you do?!"
Qin Siyang craned his neck too, looking utterly bewildered.
What had he done?
He had no idea himself.
As the lingering effects of the mass attack gradually faded, Adams took another careful look at the white road that was about to disappear and gasped. "What is that?!"
A pale blue circle hovered at the end of the white road, just large enough to encircle its endpoint.
"Is that... Mr. Zhu's teleportation skill?"
Qin Siyang narrowed his eyes and quickly recognized it.
During the internal strife in the Yan Character Legion, he had relied on Zhu Haifeng's teleportation ability to suddenly enter the battlefield, finding the chance to kill Yan Xiaoying and end the conflict.
But Qin Siyang had never expected Zhu Haifeng to act at this moment.
The circle had initially been only the size of a bowl's mouth, but it quickly expanded to a person's height, its rim spinning continuously.
Adams furrowed his brows.
"What is that?!"
No sooner had he spoken than the white road collided with the pale blue circle.
The two forces pressed against each other.
The edges of the road began to bend, while the circle's rim was stretched out of shape.
Where the two intertwined, waves of churning air kept swelling and collapsing.
Then a ring of cracks burst along the pale blue circle's rim, and the white road began to collapse from its endpoint.
The ends of all twelve roads cracked apart at once.
Adams immediately leaped backward.
He had barely moved away when a section of the white road shattered on the spot.
The twelve pale blue circles winked out one after another.
At the sight, Adams's expression changed completely.
"Impossible! How could a mere domain sequence