The referee coughed and announced, "The match begins!"
In an instant, he felt as though the whole world had shifted. An invisible force surged toward Lucifer like a rolling tide.
Lucifer remained perfectly calm. Just as everyone wondered whether the match would end in an instant like the earlier fights, the scene flickered. Cheng Xuejie appeared outside the ring—but instead of landing, she hung in midair. An invisible force warped space, locked in a struggle with another unseen power.
"No, I'm on the platform!"
Cheng Xuejie clenched her fists and let out a low shout.
The space around her twisted, and in the blink of an eye, she was back on the platform, in exactly the same spot as before.
At last, she understood Lucifer's ability. It was not stopped time or some power over space, but a strange illusion.
The illusion was simple: it created a phantom of the target beneath the platform and made the target believe that was where they were. Once they accepted it, they would truly fall from the platform.
Cheng Xuejie had almost fallen for it. Fortunately, she was not alone—Nameless was also in her blood.
Lucifer had not targeted Nameless, so Cheng Xuejie sensed that he was no longer inside her body. She realized what was happening before Lucifer could complete the move. To keep her ability from being exposed, Lucifer could only hold Cheng Xuejie's phantom in midair. But Cheng Xuejie rejected that false position, breaking the ability and returning to where she had been.
It sounded complicated, but the entire exchange had taken less than a second.
Cheng Xuejie looked at Lucifer. Lucifer's lovely brows drew together slightly; clearly, she had not expected Cheng Xuejie to break her ability.
"That was an interesting move. What's it called?" Cheng Xuejie asked.
Realizing