In the blink of an eye.
A bizarre and terrifying field of black flowers appeared out of nowhere, gently enveloping Su Wanqing and Wei Banmeng, while isolating the four Tier Three individuals outside.
"The Ten Apostles... Sixth... Mandala..."
The bald strong man at the forefront came to an abrupt halt at the sight.
The playful and cruel smile on his face instantly froze, replaced by an unbelievable shock.
He stared intently at the sudden appearance of the black flower field, his pupils contracting violently.
The other three also wore grim expressions...
They forcibly halted all attacks, gazing uncertainly toward the depths of the flower field.
Su Wanqing and Wei Banmeng were equally stunned by this sudden change.
They stood at the center of the flower field, but the deadly fragrance had no effect on them; instead, a peculiar sense of peace enveloped them, isolating them from outside hostility and pressure.
