Inside the Flame Mountain cave abode.
Watching the "First Generation Elixir Peak Master" explode, Lu Yang's expression gradually turned twisted. He then looked toward the horrified Alchemy Maiden and Cauldron Child.
"Y-you, how is that possible?!"
The two children's faces were full of disbelief. The Alchemy Maiden, in particular, seemed to have suffered some internal injury; her face was deathly pale, and blood seeped from the corner of her lips.
Lu Yang nodded slightly at the sight. "So that's how it is. You two are both Spell Dao cultivators. Your spells must be adept at concealing Karma and creating illusions. With this place's formation bolstering you, you can almost pass the fake off as real—even fooling Great True Lords. Truly impressive."
Lu Yang's praise came from the bottom of his heart.
It was easy to imagine: if True Lord Zhifa Chiyuan and Xuanyuan's Great Celestial Master had never truly met the First Generation Elixir Peak Master, why would they have agreed to cooperate?
Therefore, they must have met him.
And Lu Yang himself had carefully observed him just now, yet had likewise failed to discover the truth.
Despite the disparity in their standing, they could stand before a Great True Lord without revealing the slightest flaw. They truly deserved to be called "impressive."
"Unfortunately, a fake is still a fake."
Lu Yang shook his head. "When you don't make a move, perhaps you can barely keep it up. But once you truly fight a Great True Lord, you immediately can't hide it anymore."
On the other side, the Alchemy Maiden's already pale pretty face turned even more wan. Yet inwardly, she was cursing furiously. Who had not heard of her master's reputation? How could some mere True Lord normally have the courage to attack her master? Even if one did,