Yet, even after a few minutes of flying, Pang Xiangliang and the others still had not reached the villa.
"Ancestor, it seems like we can't reach it by flying to the left, shall we try going right instead?" Pang Wenjun asked softly.
Pang Xiangliang glared at him irritably, "Do we really need you to say that? I've already thought of it. Pang Wenjun, I know you're a fool, but I didn't realise you were this foolish."
So, the three of them veered their direction and flew to the right.
A few minutes later, they tried flying towards the back.
However, no matter where they flew, they were simply hovering in the empty space in front of the villa.
Wu Yuzhen asked in confusion, "Huasong, what's going on?"
"It's because they are seeing illusions that cause them to keep flying forward, but in fact, they're just going in circles," Mo Huasong explained.
Mo Huasong called out to them, "Pang Xiangliang, you guys can't get out."
