She had actually invaded his mind with Mind Magic.
Xin Qianhuan had always been an expert on the mind, after all. She was a creation of Lotie's imagination.
And Lotie's mastery of the mind was probably the greatest in the world at present.
By all rights, Xin Qianhuan's mental defenses should have been formidable too, and in fact, they were.
At the very least, her sea of consciousness was just like the one Lotie had taught Lu Cang about back then—a sea of consciousness like a celestial palace.
Inside and out, it was protected by hundreds of layers of interreflecting wards.
Ordinarily, even eighth-tier Mind Magic couldn't easily break through Xin Qianhuan's mental defenses.
But Lu Cang's Mind Magic had been stopped by none of them. It had pierced straight through.
No, was this even pure magic?
It didn't feel like magic at all. It felt like a new art that had never before existed in the world.
Ice towering to the heavens rose within Xin Qianhuan's sea of consciousness.
It froze the entire surface of her sea of consciousness.
Forced into a state of calm, Xin Qianhuan also realized just how terrifying Lu Cang's mastery of the mind was.
After weighing the pros and cons, she had already abandoned the idea of opposing him.
Lu Cang waved his hand lightly.
The false scenery around them faded away. This had originally been an illusion created by Xin Qianhuan, but Lu Cang had taken control of it outright.
All control now belonged to Lu Cang.
When everything faded, the two of them appeared in a muddy wasteland.
Both Lu Cang's and Xin Qianhuan's feet had sunk into mud as viscous as oil.
Lu Cang casually pulled out his foot and stepped free.
He floated into the air.
Seeing this, Xin Qianhuan