The old man, still suspended in midair, stared in disbelief as the Wood Clone caught his staff with one hand. An incredulous murmur escaped his lips.
"For things beyond one's understanding, people always maintain a skeptical attitude. That is human nature, isn't it?"
The Wood Clone looked at the old man, whose worldview seemed to have collapsed, and smiled faintly before speaking softly.
"No... no! I absolutely refuse to believe it! This must be some kind of sorcery. Right, an illusion—it has to be an illusion! How could there possibly be such a young Domain expert in this world?!"
Looking at the teasing Wood Clone, the old man first showed an expression of utter disbelief, then began denying reality to himself.
In the end, the old man became utterly convinced of his own guess.
"Hehehe...!"
Seeing that the old man still refused to believe it, the Wood Clone could not help but chuckle. To think such an Ah Q mentality could appear in an Emperor Realm expert—he truly was a rare oddity.
"This illusion is so realistic. Who possesses such profound mastery of illusion techniques? When did the Sakura Special Zone produce such an expert? Or is this an expert from another region?"
"Never mind that for now. I should figure out how to break this illusion first!"
By now, the old man had completely convinced himself that everything before him was an illusion. Yet because of that belief, he calmed down from his rage and even began considering how to shatter the illusion in front of him.
"..."
The Wood Clone's gaze toward the old man grew increasingly strange. He had underestimated the old man after all. Even Ah Q himself would probably have to concede defeat before such a mentality.
"Pfft!"
Yang Xue, standing behind the Wood Clone,