Immediately afterward.
Pei Jing and Su Qi walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, standing in mid-air as if divine spirits overlooking the earth, their vast Spiritual Power covering the entire Fourteenth District.
However.
In their perception, everything in the city seemed normal; even the fierce beasts that had wreaked havoc earlier were nowhere to be found.
The crowd was continuously gathering, the tense yet orderly great migration was proceeding smoothly.
At this moment, Su Qi also sensed something was amiss.
"It's too quiet, entirely contrary to common sense."
Indeed, during the previous night he and Pei Jing had subdued over thirty strange creatures in the district, but they only managed to destroy their physical forms and disperse the mysterious power.
According to their expectations, the dispersed mysterious power should not be able to reconvene quickly, thereby not impacting the real world, which would buy enough time for the great migration.
However.
