"Profound Shadow Art, Thousandfold Illusory Slaughter."
Within the Profound Shadow Art, Shangguan Wanyu looked at Chen Changsheng opposite her, a trace of mockery flashing through her eyes. You look down on me? Arrogant, are you? Then I'll make you pay the price.
The greatest flaw of the Profound Shadow Art was that it could not trap people. If the enemy fled before the technique was unleashed, there would be nothing she could do but stare helplessly.
Yet Chen Changsheng had actually walked straight into her Profound Shadow Art without even trying to dodge. Perfect. The Profound Shadow Art had taken form—now, it was her stage.
After all, once the Profound Shadow Art was formed, the changes of heaven and earth within it would be hers to command.
The moment Shangguan Wanyu finished speaking, streaks of purple radiance suddenly appeared across the surrounding sky. As she pushed both hands forward, the mirror in her hands spun, and over a thousand beams of purple light shot fiercely toward Chen Changsheng.
"Illusion Art, Thousand Shields, activate."
Faced with such an attack, Chen Changsheng merely gave a scornful smile. He slowly raised a hand, and a golden shield unexpectedly condensed out of thin air before him.
The golden shield protected him completely.
The next instant, beams of purple light struck the golden shield without mercy. The seemingly boundless purple radiance could not shake the golden shield in the slightest.
Seeing this, Shangguan Wanyu's expression grew more solemn.
Chen Changsheng was clearly no pushover either.
"Big Sister, I promised to let you have three moves. Now your first move is gone. You still have two left."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Chen Changsheng spoke calmly, a faint smile on his face as he looked at Shangguan Wanyu.
"Phantom Art, Amethyst Demon Dragon, open."