"Just now... what exactly happened?"
A title-level reincarnator shrouded entirely under a shadowy cloak spoke, his voice dry, each word squeezed out with difficulty. The fear that sank deep into his bones was palpable, even through the heavy cloak.
"It seems like something... disappeared..." Another figure, as burly as a mountain, also turned pale, with cold sweat beading on his forehead. His heavy breathing echoed abrasively in the dead silence of the time-space rift.
"Where did the Witch Master and the others... go?" Someone asked shakily, their gaze sweeping repeatedly over the spot where the Witch Master and others previously stood.
It was completely empty, not even a trace of energy lingered, as if the four once overbearing title-level powerhouses were just a collective hallucination.
"It seems like something... descended!"
As title-level reincarnators whose power can rival those at the Void Refining Stage in the cultivation system, their perception was incredibly sharp.
