Bewildering true nature with illusions, overturning spiritual perception, making truth untrue, letting a false self enter the crown.
Stealing the essence of heaven and earth, borrowing the workings of ghosts and gods-
Such spells were called deviant Vajra Zen arts among Buddhists, and illusion arts among immortals.
The illusion Zhou Shiyuan had just employed was a secret art of the Xiantian Demon Sect, called the Nether Spirit Dharma Eye, created by the sect's True Lord Zhuang Si in her youth.
Once unleashed, this Dharma Eye could reflect the deepest thread of desire within a person's heart. Its activation left neither shadow nor form, neither sound nor trace, making it exceedingly difficult to guard against.
Anyone within Zhou Shiyuan's sight could scarcely avoid falling prey, even without meeting his eyes!
While under its influence, anyone whose mind was unsteady, whose senses were obscured by the illusion, and whose resolve wavered even slightly-
Would give Zhou Shiyuan an opening to exploit, suffering utter defeat.
Among Dao Arts, the Nether Spirit Dharma Eye was extraordinary, its underlying conception profound.
After obtaining this superior Dao Art from Zhuang Si, Zhou Shiyuan, with his constitution's innate affinity for turbid delusion, had cultivated it to intermediate attainment before long.
Bolstered by his constitution, its power was greater still, making it practically one of his trump cards.
Those who earned a place in the New Year's Day Appraisal-
Were never ordinary people!
Zhou Shiyuan had never expected to defeat Chen Heng with a Dao Art he had yet to cultivate to the pinnacle of major attainment. Merely trapping Chen Heng for a time with the Nether Spirit Dharma Eye and unsettling his mind would have sufficed.
Yet before Zhou Shiyuan could employ another formidable technique, Chen Heng had already broken the Dharma Eye and decisively extricated himself