Shen Li

The shimmering silver void of the Illusion Banishing Array pulsed with a faint, oppressive light, leaving Zhao Yin and the Soul Seizing Sect disciples trapped in an endless, disorienting expanse.

Each step they took seemed to lead nowhere, the terrain folding and twisting into itself like a labyrinth designed to confound the senses.

The air was thick with a suffocating energy, the silver mist clinging to their skin like a cold, unyielding shroud.

"Damn it!" one of the disciples cursed, clutching his sword tightly. His face was pale, a mixture of frustration and fear etched into his features. "That beast… it outwitted us!"

Another disciple sneered, his voice laced with venom. "Outwitted you, you mean. If we hadn't tried to lure it toward this arrogant Heavenly Moon Sect cultivator, we wouldn't be in this mess."