Chen Linyuan's voice sounded gentle, with a trace of languor beneath its weariness, yet to the Rogue Cultivator of Xin Mountain, it held nothing but boundless eeriness and absurdity.
How could he possibly see me?!
Xin Mountain felt his soul nearly fly out of his body. An icy chill instantly swept through him from head to toe.
The Heaven-Peering Secret Art peered into a cultivator's memories, using that thread of spiritual impetus to reconstruct fragmented scenes from the time.
In other words, this was merely an illusory world that did not truly exist.
Even his divine sense was only a spectator here.
Chen Linyuan did not know him at all, much less could he have any interaction with him in memories of the past.
What was going on?! This completely defied the nature of the Heaven-Peering Secret Art.
Yet at this very moment, Chen Linyuan's hand rested solidly on his shoulder.
Its touch felt real, as though it had pierced through illusion.
In his daze, a guess flashed through the Rogue Cultivator of Xin Mountain's mind like lightning, leaving him bitterly regretting his actions and cold all over.
A Divine Ability!
Yes, that was the only explanation.
The Rogue Cultivator of Xin Mountain was indeed a false core realm cultivator, but the false core realm could not compare to a genuine Golden Core at all.
If a cultivator's Dao Path were likened to a road, then, to put it plainly, a false core realm cultivator had merely entered a dead end within the foundation establishment realm.
They had traveled farther than ordinary foundation establishment realm cultivators but could advance no further. Ultimately, it was the result of settling for second best.
No fundamental transformation had occurred in the cultivator's foundations, Spiritual Power, Divine Soul, or physical body.
The greatest distinction