The moment No. 8 died, the danmu in the tournament livestream erupted.
Holy shit!! No. 2 was incredible!!!
Forget No. 8, even I got fooled!
After saying all that, he was actually baiting the Demon Path?
Forget the Demon Path in the Illusion Realm—even real Demon Path cultivators would probably get talked dizzy by him...
Who was No. 2? True Disciple Zhong?
That move of knifing the wrong person really did look a little like him...
By the way, which one was Old Devil Lu? A whole bunch had died already, and he still hadn't shown himself.
Damn it, his luck was too good!
Hehehe, once the meeting ended, everyone's identities would be revealed...
Old Devil Lu was about to hit the road!
On the livestream interface, every player's identity was unknown.
Only after entering the soul state would their identities be exposed.
Thus,
when the meeting ended and No. 8's soul floated into the air, with the three words "Avenger" appearing above his head, everyone's minds crashed.
What??? No. 8 wasn't a Death Caster???
Wait, wait, wait... had my brain grown crooked??
Then how did No. 8 die??
Holy shit!! No. 2 was Old Devil Lu!!!
???
After the second meeting ended, everyone returned to their true appearances!
"My identity can't be hidden anymore, but... it should be over."
Lu Ze smiled confidently.
Ahead of him, Zhou Qiaoling had already entered his field of vision.
"No. 2... Holy shit!! Old Devil Lu!??"
When Zhou Qiaoling first saw the "2" above Lu Ze's head, she thought she had found her savior.
Yet the instant she saw Lu Ze's true face, she immediately felt that things were not so simple.
"Demon Path my ass... I'm obviously a good guy."
Lu Ze curled his lip and strode forward.
"Are you