The moment the round fan hit the ground, the surrounding trees, mountains, and rocks began to behave strangely.
They flickered and crackled.
Yet there was no sound, as though the signal could vanish at any moment and turn into a black screen.
Since the round fan was what had created the illusion...
Wouldn't it be enough to simply destroy the thing?
With that thought, I did not hesitate in the slightest.
I raised my longsword and brought it down, intending to smash it apart.
But the instant my sword struck the round fan, it rang out with a clang.
It was as if I had struck iron or stone, and the recoil even jolted the sword in my hand.
My face filled with shock. This round fan was actually this bizarre?
That could only mean one thing: it contained an extremely powerful amount of evil energy.
This was absolutely an evil artifact.
Since I could not cut the round fan apart, I could only pick it up and study it to see how to break the illusion.
But the evil ghosts around me would not give me that time.
Howling, they pounced in my direction.
In an instant, thirty or forty evil ghosts had gathered around me.
And since I was not sure whether the round fan contained such potent evil energy, I did not dare touch it directly.
Leaving aside the evil aura it could rebound at me, what if this fan, like the Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud Sword, had some ghostly thing hidden inside it? That would be bad.
I had no intention of suffering a major loss by capsizing in a gutter.
Only now did I realize that without Pan Ling at my side, information I could once obtain at a glance now had to be carefully analyzed