All that met the eye was illusory.
The bus advanced on a road not of this reality.
Its destination was the city ahead.
Inside the bus.
The atmosphere was indescribably oppressive.
The will of the bus had just swept through, seemingly issuing a warning, and all the Evil Spirits fell silent, and the elongated ghost shadow no longer dared to clash with the black shadow.
Du Wei stood in the bus, his eyes very somber.
He had an intuition.
He could not leave the bus for now.
This bus had a consciousness, and him activating the Mark to make it come to Jedecra State, was merely going with the flow, it would have appeared here sooner or later anyway.
Because its actions were purposeful.
Even the black shadow could ignore space and distance; it was impossible for the bus not to be able to do the same.
It could have gone back to the route it was supposed to travel on, but it did not, heading to a completely unfamiliar place instead.
Clearly, it had a target.
