Divine Strike was unleashed, and white light burst from the Godslayer Blade. Jiang Liu moved, gripped the blade with both hands, and struck directly toward the blue point of light.
"Crack!" A faint shattering sound rang out as Jiang Liu began to move.
Jiang Liu paid it no heed. The Godslayer Blade continued cleaving toward the distant blue point of light.
"Whoosh!" The blue point of light wavered, and Jiang Liu felt as if he had struck empty air.
Watching the blue point of light reappear in the distance, Jiang Liu furrowed his brows.
When he had swung the blade just now, a shattering sound had rung out beside him before vanishing without a trace. It had given him an unreal feeling.
Could it be that from the moment he entered this place, he had already fallen into an illusion?
Once this thought appeared in Jiang Liu's mind, he could no longer suppress it.
The power here was also blocking his Divine Sense, probably to make the illusion seem even more lifelike.
At that thought, Jiang Liu immediately knew what he had to do.
Tightening his grip on the Godslayer Blade, he took several steps through the air. The Phantom Stomp footwork unfolded, and the surrounding void trembled as if it had been frozen in place. Taking advantage of the momentum, he slashed forward with Divine Strike.
"Boom!" An even louder sound rang out before Jiang Liu.
Then Jiang Liu immediately felt wave after wave of pressure bearing down on this place from every direction.
Jiang Liu instantly detected faint cracks within that pressure.
He struck while the iron was hot. The Godslayer Blade in his hand immediately began sweeping out in a flurry, following those cracks and trying to shatter them completely.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" A series of breaking