"Wuyou Dreamscape." The scene where countless demon cultivators consume humans just experienced in the world reappeared in Sun Erlang's mind. He simply couldn't connect it with the term [Blissful Ease].
The three turned their gaze back to the boundary of the Province of the Autumn Stream, where the Demonic Sect World had vanished.
In its place was the White Mist Barrier, blocking everyone's line of sight.
"Can we return now?" Wang Xuanba exclaimed with ecstatic madness.
But things were obviously not as simple as he thought. When the Great Xuan Trio attempted to pass through the White Mist Barrier to return to their homeland...
Bang!
What used to be merely elemental-devouring mist had now transformed into a copper wall and iron barrier, insurmountable!
Wang Xuanba, who rushed to the forefront, collided and staggered dizzily.
"It seems that completely leaving the Wuyou Dreamscape might not be an easy task," Yue Zhenwei said with a grave tone.