"An oath upon the Divine Soul is unnecessary." Lu Qing smiled slightly.
He could naturally discern that the words of the gray-robed man were half-truths.
However, he didn't care, as long as he could confirm that the other party wasn't aware of this world's impending revival and had come only to invade.
With a casual flick, a fluctuation fell upon the gray-robed man, invading his forehead acupoint.
"Let me verify if your words are truthful."
"Wait..."
Feeling that familiar, terrifying fluctuation, the gray-robed man was greatly alarmed and shouted hastily.
However, before he could finish shouting, illusions already surrounded him, and in the next moment, he was once again plunged into the boundless Illusion Realm.
More than ten breaths later, Lu Qing withdrew the Divine Power, and the gray-robed man slowly regained consciousness.
But this time, his eyes appeared much more exhausted.
When he looked at Lu Qing, his eyes were filled with fear.
