The escape lights of both the Qi Refining Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm traveled ten li in a single breath.
One breath passed:
The Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator chasing his companions tossed out a second handful of Spirit Soil and continued pursuing them with Earth Escape.
Three breaths...
Five breaths...
Ten breaths...
The Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator's expression turned ugly.
Because, to his horror, he discovered:
He should have escaped a hundred li away, yet he remained in the same spot.
His companions who had fled ahead kept casting all manner of escape-light spells, but likewise had not left their original positions.
None of them had escaped, no matter how proficient they were with escape light.
After streak after streak of escape light, everyone remained where they had started.
"Worlds Apart Within Reach?"
"Dreamlike Illusion?"
"Or... a lockdown imposed by some large-scale spatial ritual?"
One Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator looked grim.
They used all manner of means to probe everything, but discovered nothing.
One cultivator suddenly began flinging Thunderfire randomly in every direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderfire exploded, flames billowing.
It was as though invisible barriers around them blocked everything.
They seemed to be trapped in a cage-as prey? Food? Toys?
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Beads of sweat trickled from their foreheads.
At that moment, these Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivators of the [Western Extremity] Household broke down in despair. "If we'd known it would come to this, we would never have waded into these muddy waters, no matter what."
They exhausted every means in their struggle to escape, but could not get away at all.
After an unknown length of time, one Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator looked at the sky and suddenly burst out laughing. "Everyone, we'll never escape in this lifetime."
The other Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivators were still