After the five men lost consciousness, no one struck the Eight-faced War Drum, and the towering Giant Demon Race's aspect vanished from the world.
"Misty Dream?"
Ao Miaomiao stared at Duanmu Qingyue in surprise. This was the core technique of the Misty Dao. Could someone still comprehend it in this day and age?
The Misty Dao was no simple path, but it had long since fallen into decline. Its strongest practitioner now was probably the Misty Empress of the Misty Sect in the Three Thousand Dao Realms, but even she likely couldn't use the Misty Dream.
At the very least, she couldn't use a complete Misty Dream. Hers had flaws.
Duanmu Qingyue had waved her hand and sent five powerful experts into a dream, two of them Quasi-Hegemon Level experts. She'd done it even under the pressure of the Eight-faced War Drum. There was no way her technique was incomplete.
If she'd comprehended it herself, then her talent was absolutely extraordinary!
The Second Prince and Fourth Prince were both stunned.
Duanmu Qingyue's strength far exceeded their expectations.
Even Ao Miaomiao would have to face her cautiously, wouldn't she?
Hua Yunfei was probably the calmest of them all. He'd seen Duanmu Qingyue use the Misty Dream back when she was a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. Her target then had been Xia Qiuer.
Xia Qiuer had also praised Duanmu Qingyue as no ordinary person. No one could cultivate the Misty Dream successfully anymore; its inheritance had been lost. Even those lucky enough to comprehend a fragment only grasped the barest surface.
Even in the era when the inheritance still existed, few had managed to master the Misty Dream.
Duanmu Qingyue's success was proof enough of her extraordinary talent in this path.
Perhaps Dang Jin Tian had played a part, but a master could only