At Yu Sheng's words, Luna seemed to understand what he meant in an instant, and she quickly accepted and adapted to the situation.
Seeing her reaction, the guess in Yu Sheng's heart was swiftly confirmed as well—his judgment had been correct. After her resurrection, this "Artificial Saintess" had indeed undergone some fundamental change.
"I saw everything that happened during your battle just now," he said to the female Knight before him. "I mean, your battle on the 'other side.'"
As he spoke, he recalled the scene he had "seen" through his connection with the blood while fighting those black-robed monks.
When he clashed with those enemies, Luna had opened two battlefields at the same time.
In the dimension of the living and the material world, her enemies had to face the ghostlike "Artificial Saintess." In the other dimension belonging to souls, Luna and her Brass Knight Legion had simultaneously attacked their enemies' souls. Judging by the result, this ability was clearly both eerie and deadly.
There was probably no one in this world who could easily adapt to such a strange method of combat. In other words, normal people would never even imagine they might face such an absurd situation. Even powerful cultivators, whose souls and wills were far more resilient than those of ordinary people, would find it difficult to react in time. The rift in their minds and senses made it impossible for them to accurately determine where they were, and before they could understand what was happening, either their bodies or their souls would already have been defeated.
Luna's ability had clearly not appeared for the first time today. When Yu Sheng had first seen the figure beside the bonfire in that nameless wilderness, she had already been "over there." Now that he thought about it, she