After the disappearance of the dozens of Ghost Dragons, the originally tumultuous well water grew calm again.
Strange, could I have been hallucinating?
The Sect Master of the Great Sun Heaven, an old man in a yellow robe, slapped his forehead. Staring wide-eyed, he carefully scanned the well water, a dazed expression on his face.
The ghostly Jiao Dragons were previously charging madly like arrows, seemingly about to burst out of the water, but they suddenly disappeared. It was just like a mirage, nothing but an illusion.
He didn't feel any Mana fluctuations, as if he had experienced a traceless spring dream. When he woke up, he was only left with bewilderment and disarray.
"Huh? I also saw the Jiao Dragons just now. Why have they suddenly disappeared?" an old man in grey robes from Jiuyou Tian shouted.
"Could we all have been seeing things?" the black-robed old man from Shenluo Tian frowned, expressing his doubts.
