Lu Yu stopped, and the other Immortal Emperors stopped with him.
"Something's wrong here."
They tried flying some distance in another direction, then stopped again. The same darkness still surrounded them.
The other Immortal Emperors began trying every method they could.
Some used the Illusion-Breaking Technique, some shattered the void to try to tear space apart, and some used their essence blood as a guide to retrace their path.
Nothing worked.
Lu Yu gritted his teeth and formed hand seals, streams of sealing laws pouring out of his palms.
Feng Hai's Sealing Technique had always excelled at "locking down space." Lu Yu had inherited everything he had learned in his lifetime and honed it over countless years. He believed he was no longer inferior to Feng Hai in this regard.
But the sealing laws sank into the darkness like clay oxen sinking into the sea, without stirring a single ripple.
Lu Yu's face went completely white.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Shen Ming stood at the edge of the crowd, his brows drawing ever tighter beneath his mask. He had a suspicion, but he did not want to voice it.
Just then, two fissures slowly opened in the distant darkness where there had been nothing before.
Like cracks in the world, they spread from two directions at once, growing larger and wider.
When they opened fully, they revealed two abysses seething with a sinister chill. Golden-red light glimmered around their edges, like the halo of light that escaped around the obscured sun during a solar eclipse.
They were a pair of eyes.
A pair of eyes spanning the entire sky, quietly watching them.
All ten Immortal Emperors took a step back in unison.
The instant those eyes appeared, the immortal essence, laws, and dharma forms within them all began