"Besides the landscape before us possibly being an illusion, the entire city could be an illusion as well, including the people we've just seen…" Ye Fan used his Spiritual Sense to perceive the changes around him but couldn't detect any flaws, "If Wu Ying is nearby, it's as if he's the creator, toying with us."
Wu Ding angrily shouted, "Old man Wu Ying, show yourself!"
Suddenly a voice seemed to come from afar, deep and elderly, "Do you really think you can see through the illusions I've constructed? If you have the skill, then break it, otherwise, I won't see you!"
Tantai Wanrong nervously looked around and said, "Where's the voice coming from, why does it feel…like this person is right next to us?"
Wu Ding and Elder Wu, who have the highest cultivation, brandished their swords, ready for any danger, but in front was merely an empty thatched cottage with no sign of Wu Ying. Although Wu Ying might not be right there, he could be everywhere.
