"Lost just like that?"
A wave of boos rose from the entire audience.
In their eyes, someone who had made the Dao Bell ring nine times and possessed bloodline potential surpassing Ye Yiren should not have ended the battle so hastily, even in defeat.
The crowd began whispering among themselves.
Their words were filled with disdain for Qing Jin.
Yet only the high-level experts present knew.
Ye Jin had lost.
"He lost," a white-haired man in the Profound Heaven Holy Land camp murmured.
This left many people confused.
Qing Jin had been slapped into mist and vanished from the God-Demon World. How had Ye Jin lost?
"He lost. That wasn't Qing Jin's true body." In the Gold Pavilion, Youming Mu saw through the truth at a glance and slowly said, "Dream Illusion Divine Art!"
A faint murmur rang out across the square, and it made everyone there tremble.
"Dream Illusion Divine Art!"
Chen Zi Jin had somehow appeared beside Ye Jin. Her hands rapidly formed seals, and a wave of spiritual power spread from her body, enveloping Ye Jin.
To those outside, nothing appeared to happen.
But in Ye Jin's eyes, the Profound Heaven Fairy was striking at him with her palm.
"I surrender!"
"I surrender!"
Ye Jin was so terrified that he dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.
This scene of him kneeling and surrendering brought a wave of gasps and shocked cries from the square.
"Dream Illusion Divine Art, Ye Yiren's Dream Illusion Divine Art!"
"This is Ye Yiren's famed divine ability. In the entire Ling Shuang Holy Land, only Ye Yiren knew it. How does Qing Jin know it too?"
"I heard the Dream Illusion Divine Art is extremely difficult to learn. But once mastered, if one can pull an opponent into a woven dream,