Jue Yan had been dragged into an illusion by Su Xin. Su Xin was also using all his strength to construct the illusion in Jue Yan's mind, so neither of them moved. To the people watching, it looked strange.
But someone had already sensed the powerful mental force drifting toward them from afar. Their expression changed at once.
Su Xin actually possessed such powerful mental force, too. Was he truly without a single weakness? Was there not one vulnerable spot on him?
In the Martial Arts World, the strongest practitioners of mental cultivation were the Phantom Demon Path and the White Lotus Sect.
The Phantom Demon Path excelled at using mental force in battle. The single word "phantom" captured the very essence of its art.
The White Lotus Sect, meanwhile, was better at beguiling people. Its methods were more subtle than those of the Phantom Demon Path—and more sinister.
Su Xin had spent a fair amount of time with Yin Xiexue, learning by analogy. The illusion he was using now was similar to the Phantom Demon Path's.
But his method was also different. There was a flaw in Jue Yan's mind. He had slaughtered countless people, then used Buddhist teachings to suppress the Blood Fiend Qi. Now Su Xin meant to break through his mental defenses and shatter his faith!
In the illusion, Su Xin made no move against Jue Yan, so Jue Yan sensed no killing intent at all. He remained sunk in the illusion, unable to escape, watching helplessly as the Shaolin Temple that had raised and taught him was wiped out.
Just then, a radiant Buddha light appeared, and hundreds of Arhats descended. They all glared at Jue Yan and shouted, "Jue Yan! Do you know your crime?"
Jue Yan stared blankly. "What crime have I committed?"