Under the eerie rotation of Xia Yuan's three-tomoe Sharingan, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox on the Contract Spirit Arena suddenly fell into a daze, fear appearing on her pretty face.
The red umbrella under her control also stopped spinning.
Even the spectators below could tell that something was wrong with her.
Seeing this, Duan Wuji could not help but shout:
"Fox Sis..."
"Fox Sis! What's wrong?"
The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox had entered a dark space, as though she had fallen into an icy abyss.
She cautiously raised her eyes. What greeted her was a shadow hidden within the darkness!
The shadow's three-tomoe Sharingan gazed down at her, making her scalp tingle!
"A mere Nine-Tails..."
"You dare flaunt genjutsu before me?"
"Ridiculous."
The cold voice echoed by her ears like thunder.
The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox knew she had fallen under an illusion and wanted to break free.
Yet she could not find any way to escape, unable to exert any strength at all.
Meanwhile, in the real arena, her Thousand-Year Dream was dispelled, and even the red umbrella domain collapsed.
Mo Shiyu awoke from her beautiful dream. She opened her eyes groggily and slurped up the drool at the corner of her mouth.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar back standing before her.
That thick, lush black hair and burly figure were far too different from the blond tyrant she knew.
Mo Shiyu jolted fully awake and shrank back in fright.
Xia Yuan sensed her movement behind him and silently turned around, his three-tomoe Sharingan looking toward her.
That single glance made Mo Shiyu gasp:
"You..."
"Who are you?"
"Where's Xia Yuan?"
Xia Yuan could not help rolling his eyes as he mocked her mercilessly. "What a foolish woman..."
Hearing that familiar mocking voice, Mo Shiyu's mind buzzed