Yu Linglong looked back at Chu Pu in disbelief. She could no longer tell which side was what had truly happened.
"Both sides were real." The Yuheng Envoy took a light breath. "I merely created two identical areas. Within this domain, those hostile toward Ning Wanjun and me, as well as those wishing to help me, were guided into this hall. Those completely unaware of the conspiracy, meanwhile, proceeded normally to the eastern outskirts. In other words, even if everyone was heading toward the same destination, they would be separated without realizing it."
She paused. "I told you before. It was Kan Technique... and yet not Kan Technique."
Even Yu Linglong felt a trace of shock upon hearing this.
*"Illusion and reality move forward in parallel"—*those words surfaced in her mind again. But this time, she had gained an entirely new understanding of the word "parallel."
It was precisely because Ning Wanjun's ascent to the surrender platform had truly happened that Feathered Garment and Azure Blade had become completely lost in it.
No wonder the Yuheng Envoy was the foremost of the Seven Stars.
Compared with this ability, the sword of authority that determined others' lives and deaths, and the Formless Reality and Illusion that balanced offense and defense, were indeed a notch inferior.
Had the Tianqi Army not possessed methods of detection that relied entirely on no one, it would still have been hard to say who would prevail.
"Could I trouble you to take me down from the battlements?" Chu Pu asked softly. "My people are waiting outside the eastern gate. Once I get there, they will take over the rest."
Clearly, the Yuheng Envoy had not revealed her plan even to her closest confidants.
It was rather ironic. Within Yongding City, her own stronghold, faced with enemies