Where had he gone?
For the first time, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, seeking confirmation from each other: how had Ren Tao evaded a god's perception at such close range, and where had he gone now?
But the mutual loathing between the Angel God and the Rakshasa God erupted at that same moment.
Both turned away with disdainful snorts, their movements and timing practically identical.
Of course, they also discovered Ren Tao's whereabouts at the same time.
He stood at the other end of the sky, a thousand meters away, forming an equilateral triangle with Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong. There, the tide of blood surrounding him spread to the horizon and became brilliant, rosy clouds.
Amid that rosy radiance stood a vast, translucent dome-the Wisdom Lightwheel. It had neutralized the negative effects of devouring the Rakshasa Divine Sense. Now Ren Tao's power had advanced another step. His blood surged mightily, waves rose and clouds billowed around him, and every step conjured an illusion. The Blood Sea Pagoda Domain had almost become his own kingdom, its magnificent aura churning within. For the first time, it held the breath of life.
This once again overturned the Rakshasa God's and the Angel God's understanding. Both stiffened at once.
"What is that? The Divine Realm/Chang'an?"
Clearly, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue saw entirely different scenes.
Bibi Dong saw the Divine Realm she had imagined: halls symbolizing supreme power and an incomparable majesty looking down upon all living beings.
Qian Renxue, meanwhile, vaguely seemed to see the Chang'an she knew. She had become a carefree office worker, drinking coffee with a male colleague who looked remarkably like Ren Tao.
Uh...
Mother and daughter shook their heads simultaneously. This was an illusion!
The uncanny thing was how real it felt. It awakened