The strong one from the Mud Water Kingdom on this battlefield had actually managed to stop Lan Meng from escaping with his hanging coffin and portal. It was definitely someone who had aligned with two Universe Laws. Why had Eight Colors assigned Lan Meng to this battlefield?
Eight Colors knew full well that Lan Meng had been severely wounded after ambushing Ancestor Mountain. His strength had already declined badly, yet Eight Colors had still sent him here. It was deliberately sending Lan Meng to his death.
No, that couldn't be right.
Eight Colors had just told him that the Unknown wouldn't deliberately send anyone to their death. If it then made him suspect exactly that, it would be making a fool of itself. Eight Colors wasn't that stupid.
Lu Yin stared at Lan Meng's corpse. Where were the wounds?
Lan Meng had been badly injured by Ancestor Mountain. Although Lu Yin hadn't seen exactly where he'd been hit, there had to be scars.
Ancestor Mountain had struck with the intent to kill. There was no way Lan Meng could have healed such serious injuries in just a few hundred years, yet his corpse showed no external wounds at all.
Lu Yin furrowed his brows and stared intently. The longer he looked, the more wrong it seemed.
That wasn't Lan Meng's corpse. It was an illusion.
Lan Meng wasn't dead.
But he had to be somewhere on this battlefield. Otherwise, the Eternal Life Realm being from the Mud Water Kingdom couldn't have used Lan Meng to fool everyone else.
Lu Yin exhaled and stepped away, appearing on a barren meteorite in the distance. He used Mirror Light Technique to watch the far reaches of the battlefield, scanning in every direction from where Lan Meng was. He needed to find the Mud