"Is it spatial dislocation?"
The Lord furrowed his brow, but quickly dismissed the possibility after some consideration.
Although spatial dislocation is irresistible, at the very least, the displacement would cause changes in the surrounding environment and give them a noticeable sense of spatial displacement.
Yet he felt nothing.
Moreover, his eyelids kept twitching, and the ominous feeling growing louder in his heart as if he were a prey entangled in a spider web.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"I am a Lord from the Shen Yao Empire. Who dares to treat me as prey!"
Even compared to the King of the Undead or the Explosive King, he wouldn't fall far short.
His team's combat power was also complete; he couldn't be unaware if they encountered powerhouses from Yongxing or Shen Mu.
Whoosh—
A faint noise echoed.
Lord Shen Yao looked sharply and found that his team had lost another man.
The luxurious team of eleven now only had seven left.
But this time…
"I saw it!"
