The red-haired woman revived again.
Time seemed to rewind to three days ago.
Lu Chenzhou was still in the Kun Gu Realm.
"Another expert?"
Lu Chenzhou was perplexed and suspicious.
Obviously, he had fallen into an illusion.
The so-called three days were merely his mistaken perception.
"When did I fall for it?"
The most terrifying thing about a profound illusion was the blend of reality and falsehood, truth and fabrication—making it impossible to distinguish reality from fantasy, plunging the victim into self-doubt.
Lu Chenzhou looked toward the Martial Arts Tree.
[Blood Moon: Fifth Rank (45%)]
[Great Dream: Fifth Rank (27%)]
He stared at the red-haired woman before him.
"Fake!"
He launched a sudden punch, but saw the red-haired woman burst into mad laughter. With a casual palm, she dispersed his fist technique, and countless tendrils surged from her, coiling like tentacles.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
