A fist shook the heavens.
Asura shook the heavens.
The ancient Asura fist path punched through everything in its way, reducing that ghastly white finger, like a pillar of heaven, to powder.
The heavenly pillar descended, then vanished like an illusion in the clouds.
Luo Ganjing was overjoyed.
He said excitedly, "It really is an illusion."
Yet even amid his delight, he grew wary.
He had seen Luo Tianfeng make a move before. Wherever that wolf-toothed mace, like a Bright King's prison-suppressing vajra, passed, everything turned to dust and mud.
With the aid of the Undying Asura Dao Body, Luo Tianfeng was like an ancient Great Sage brought back to life. Though he possessed such overwhelming strength, he had no mastery of illusions.
In other words, the one blocking him this time was very likely an outsider.
Luo Ganjing's pupils contracted slightly.
If this was an expert in illusions, then their close-combat ability certainly could not compare to his.
As long as he found the opponent's true body, he could capture and kill them.
From this, Luo Ganjing inferred that this resurrected Sect Master surely did not possess his former abundant strength. Otherwise, why would he first use words to intimidate him, then use his identity to shake him into fleeing in disorder, only to send an outsider after him to suppress him with illusions during his escape?
What a pity. If the one casting the illusion had imitated not some finger technique he had never seen before, but Sect Master Luo Tianfeng's Wolf-Tooth Heaven Strike, he definitely would not have chosen to take it head-on.
And he would have realized the truth much sooner.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed the Spirit Official Dharma Eye.
The Void Refinement divine eye erupted with boundless brilliance.
It pierced straight through