"Everything was fake?"
The three Quasi-Immortal King corpses visibly looked stunned, human faces reflected in their soul flames.
"Impossible! How could all of this be fake?"
Not only did they refuse to believe it, but the Azure Emperor and the others looked bewildered as well. Every cultivator on the ground had such lifelike expressions. They were beings of flesh and blood, each with a unique soul. How could they be fake?
The Time Mirror unleashed its divine might, resisting the immortal might of the Heaven-Waving Divine Banner.
"The Mystic Emperor... his Heaven-Deceiving Art was without equal! How difficult could it have been to deceive three Quasi-Immortal Kings grievously wounded on the battlefield?"
The Evening God finally arrived. He froze in place, seemingly unable to accept this reality.
"Even I am fake?" He could not help doubting his own existence.
Sensing his arrival, the Time Mirror said quietly, "I'm sorry, but that is indeed the truth. When the Mystic Emperor and I came to this world, it had already perished.
"We found you with only a wisp of soul flame remaining. The Mystic Emperor then used you as the key to lay out an elaborate deception that fooled heaven itself, using himself as the lure to draw the Three Quasi-Immortal Kings into the trap.
"That was the limit of what we could accomplish. At the time, the Mystic Emperor was no match for the Three Quasi-Immortal Kings. He could only resort to this desperate measure and hold them back as long as possible, until Luo Yan appeared."
The Evening God remained calm. Hearing this answer stirred no ripples in him.
He asked only one question. "I once followed the Mystic Emperor to quell the darkness. Was that fake too?"
"No, that was real! The Mystic Emperor took part in this deception