When Gu Jianlin raised his blood-red vertical pupils for a moment, the sound of knife humming like a dragon's roar echoed through the rain curtain.
With a snap, the utility pole shattered and collapsed with a thunderous crash.
At some point, he had already appeared behind the collapsing dust, leaving only a broken afterimage in place.
This was the Divine Speed Slash, a seemingly unavoidable strike. Even if it couldn't kill the enemy, it should at least cause some substantial damage. Yet, inexplicably, it missed entirely, and it was absurdly off.
A trace of bewilderment flashed through his murderous eyes, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Earlier, Gu Jianlin's target had been the man wearing the red skull mask, but inexplicably, he had cut through the utility pole beside him. He even suspected he had fallen victim to an illusion, but that was impossible.
The Supreme is immune to illusions.
