Bai Yan led the Demon Warriors out of the hotel and into a black Mercedes reserved for them, which had no license plate, and drove to another hotel on the next street.
At this time, Paris was in its peak tourist season, and the streets were bustling with crowds, the hotel entrance flowing with an endless stream of people.
"Activate the Illusion Realm."
Bai Yan lit a cigarette and indifferently commanded.
"Yes, master."
The Demon Warriors behind him responded solemnly.
Each of them stretched out their palms, which emitted a strong black light that went unnoticed by the ordinary people around.
The black light spread like mist, gradually enveloping the hotel and all the buildings on the entire street, causing all the passersby to gradually disappear, leaving the bustling scene gone.
The street was still the same street; the hotel was still the same hotel.
Bai Yan and his target had already entered the Illusion Realm.
