"You've come just in time. Let me test the magical power of the Liangyi Microdust Magic Array." Shen Luo changed his mind, clasped his hands together, and changed the magic formulas continuously.
The white magic array suddenly changed, the magic array disappeared without a trace, and a layer of white mist appeared, filling the entire cave entrance. Deep in the white mist, a scene of fierce fighting emerged. Lights of various colors clashed violently, but they were not clearly seen through the layer of white mist.
Loud bangs and intense fluctuations of magical power continued to be heard from the white fog, just like a real fight.
Shen Luo nodded in satisfaction. Although the power of this simplified Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Array was far less than that of the real Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Array, it was much easier to activate.
When Bai Xiaotian saw this realistic illusion, he opened his mouth in surprise and was about to say something.
"Those people are almost here, enter the formation." Shen Luo waved his hand and a blue light came out, which wrapped up Bai Xiaotian and the Mirror Demon, entered the white mist, and disappeared.
Not long after the three figures disappeared, a group of people flew down from above and landed in a hidden place outside the cave. They were the big man named Zhen and others.
Seeing the scene in the cave, everyone was delighted.
"Hehe, everything is just as Brother Zhen expected. The guy named Shen is fighting with the tear demon." The old man with black beard was the most impatient and wanted to go in immediately.
"Brother Huyan, don't worry. Let them fight for a while. It won't be too late for us to go in after the winner is decided." The big man named Zhen hurriedly stopped the old man.
"Brother Zhen is right. I was too impatient." The old man with black beard also realized that he was too impatient and said with an apologetic smile.
"What are you waiting for? I and Zen Master Baoxiang are here. What can a mere kid in the late out-of-body stage and a tear demon who has just entered the Mahayana stage do to you?" The young man with the white fan closed his folding fan and said with a sneer, looking arrogant.
Zen Master Baoxiang was very cautious, staring at the white mist in the cave entrance with a slightly frown.
"What's the matter? Master, have you noticed any problem?" Although the young man with the white fan looked arrogant and domineering, he was actually very cunning. When he saw Master Baoxiang's expression, he immediately asked.
Zen Master Baoxiang did not answer him, but continued to look into the cave, pondering in silence.
Although the battle situation in the white fog was real and the intense fluctuations of magic power were flawless, he still felt that something was wrong.
"I didn't expect that there is actually a Mahayana cultivator here. The Yin-Yang Micro Dust Illusion Array is only half set up. It seems that it is not possible to trick them into entering the array. I have to change my tactics." Shen Luo saw this scene inside the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Array, sighed secretly, and made hand gestures.
The white light in the cave entrance suddenly became several times brighter and projected outward, illuminating an area of dozens of feet outside. The white mist in the magic circle swirled even faster, making a whistling sound.
The young man with the white fan, the big man named Zhen and others were startled and hurriedly hid in the darkness to avoid being illuminated by the white light.
"No, let's leave here quickly!" Zen Master Baoxiang exclaimed.
The attention of several people was attracted by the white light from the cave entrance. White lines appeared on the ground beneath their feet at some point, looking ancient and mysterious.
"As expected of a Mahayana cultivator, he is indeed alert. What a pity it's too late!" Inside the magic circle, Shen Luo sneered and the magic gestures of his two hands changed.
Those white lines suddenly burst into bright white light, covering the entire group of people.