Liu Zerén looked around in some confusion. His first reaction was whether he was still inside an illusion; otherwise, how could he have been blasted out of the Training Ground in a single move?
He had clearly unleashed the Mirror Flower Water Moon Art. Among those of the same realm, no one should have been able to see through his true body so quickly.
"Cough!"
Liu Zerén lowered his head and coughed, sensing the grave injuries within his body. The confusion in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by utter stillness.
If he had truly fallen under an illusion, then many things within it could have been false, including the injuries in his body. But if he could not even distinguish whether his injuries were real or false, then there had never been any suspense in this match.
The corner of Liu Zerén's mouth twitched slightly. He looked up at the disciples around him, who were staring in shock, then flashed away and vanished directly from the summit of Tianxing Peak.
Ever since his crushing defeat at Yu Zongjie's hands, Liu Zerén had told himself that he would permit such a disastrous loss only once. Yet now, Liu Zerén discovered that things could be even worse.
They were clearly both in the Mid Heavenly God Realm, yet the battle ended with him utterly unable to resist. This was no longer merely a crushing defeat; they did not resemble cultivators of the same realm at all.
On the summit of Tianxing Peak, only after Liu Zerén had vanished did many Heavenly God Realm disciples finally recover their senses. Then, heated discussions instantly spread everywhere.
There were many Heavenly God Realm disciples in the Illusionary Gate, but their circle was actually very small. If there was truly a disciple of exceptional talent, everyone