Seeing Through the Illusion

The figure appeared, vast enough to blot out the sky, and Mirror and Evergreen stared in shock.

Mirror said with lingering fear, "Good thing Song Ling didn't take that ice crystal, or we'd have fallen for it."

Evergreen analyzed the situation. "Come to think of it, a billion health is only Legend-grade. How could that be the Lord of Ice Hell? A being like that must be beyond Legend-grade, with at least ten billion health. The Frost Devil on the Icebound Throne was definitely a fake."

Song Ling said, "I wouldn't say it was fake. I suspect it was a clone or some kind of mirror image."

As she spoke, Song Ling looked around. Her gaze finally settled on the platform beneath their feet. "Actually, something's felt strange ever since we got here. There's something off about this platform."

Qin Chuan nodded. "This isn't a platform. It's the Lord of Ice Hell's tongue. We're inside its mouth."

"What?!"

Mirror jumped, her brow furrowed tight enough to crack a walnut. "That thing has no sense of hygiene!"

Evergreen stamped on the platform beneath his feet. "Aren't Frost Devils made of mist? This platform's so solid. Is the Lord of Ice Hell not the strongest Frost Devil, but a chunk of ice instead?"

Song Ling followed Qin Chuan's train of thought. "You mean everything we're seeing is an illusion, Guild Leader? Even that dark figure in front of us is actually just the Lord of Ice Hell's upper jaw?"

Realization dawned on Song Ling. "No wonder you haven't attacked, Guild Leader. We haven't seen the real Lord of Ice Hell yet."

Qin Chuan looked at the true scene around them and said casually, "More or less. Mainly, I wanted to see how much progress you've made lately. Not bad. You haven't been