Subduing the War King

"An Illusionist!"

Lu Yunhe felt the transformation beginning at the level of life itself. Every advancement was an all-around improvement, and his Life Origin was also being liberated.

The ritual for advancing from Hypnotist to Illusionist required hypnotizing at least ten thousand people at once, using the gathered power of the crowd to help the professional knock upon the Path of Origin.

Though it was complicated and difficult, professionals who followed the paths of the mind and soul were more or less the same. Every advancement was difficult, and their numbers were correspondingly few.

There were simpler methods, of course. As long as one had money, people were easy enough to find. A batch of slaves would do. Many rituals could be exploited with shortcuts.

Because the essence was not the ritual itself, but knocking upon the Origin Great Dao that existed in the unseen.

If Lu Yunhe had been willing to spend some time consolidating his foundation, he would not even have needed this ritual.

The essence of such rituals was to use various methods to strengthen one's connection with the Path of Origin, bringing oneself closer to the Great Dao.

Since the opportunity was here, however, Lu Yunhe had simply completed the ritual as well. With his foundation, although he had only just become a professional, advancing once more right away would have no effect on him.

From hypnosis to illusion, his influence over the mind had taken another step forward.

Snap!

Watching the War King attack the spectators' stands, Lu Yunhe snapped his fingers.

With a crisp snap, the War King suddenly felt the entire world fall silent. The attack he had just gathered in his hand completely dissipated.

A bead of cold sweat rolled down the War King's forehead, only to be instantly evaporated by the