"You... you actually broke free from my illusion!"
Mu Chenhao's eyes widened as he stared at Xiao Yun in the distance, his face full of disbelief. His illusion was extremely powerful; among those of the same generation, there were hardly any who could contend with it.
Of course, that did not mean he was invincible among his peers. Many people knew of his Phantom Demon's Eye and would launch a fierce assault the moment they faced him. How could they give him the chance to use the Phantom Demon's Eye so easily?
Only because Xiao Yun possessed the conviction of invincibility and had not considered Mu Chenhao a threat at all had Mu Chenhao been able to succeed.
However, Mu Chenhao had clearly underestimated Xiao Yun's immense spiritual power. Ordinary illusions could not trap him at all. The fact that this illusion had trapped him for so long already showed how powerful it was.
"Not a bad illusion!"
Xiao Yun looked at the stunned Mu Chenhao before him and smiled faintly. "For letting me return to Earth once, I'll give you a chance as well. As long as you can take one move from me, I'll count it as your victory."
Here it came again.
The people of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land watching nearby were so furious their lungs felt ready to burst. Xiao Yun actually wanted to defeat Mu Chenhao in one move again. He was simply too arrogant.
Unfortunately, their anger was useless. Xiao Yun was too powerful, leaving them with little confidence.
Still, many cultivators from the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land cheered Mu Chenhao on.
Mu Chenhao gritted his teeth and stared solemnly at Xiao Yun opposite him. His eyes gleamed as he said, "Fine. I'd like to see how Senior Brother Xiao plans to defeat