"Not good, sir! We have to retreat quickly!" the fox elder shouted, but unfortunately, it was too late.
The group saw a silver light flash past their eyes, then the scenery around them changed drastically. The cave disappeared, and they arrived in a desert. The desert was endless, without water, without wind. It was still all around.
With the strange transformation, everyone from the powerful Bullmen to the ordinarily composed Medusas all became immensely fearful. No one understood what was going on.
"Get into formation, quick!"
After his surprise, Yang Ling gave a composed order. Even though he did not understand what was going on, he had a feeling that a tempest was approaching him. He was prepared to engage defensively with the formation, reacting to any changes with his passivity. Of course, it was imperative that he send out scouts to find out about the terrain around them, in case they got ambushed.