Patriarch Crimson Fire had been brimming with confidence when he cast his illusion spell. As a Golden Core Realm cultivator dealing with a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he not be? Yet he had still underestimated Li Yan's true strength. Although he had recognized Li Yan as a foundation establishment early stage cultivator, that very fact had made him somewhat careless when casting the illusion, giving Li Yan an opening. In truth, even if Patriarch Crimson Fire had treated Li Yan as a foundation establishment late stage cultivator, his judgment would still have fallen short. Li Yan's divine sense was already considerably stronger than that of a false-core cultivator, as its range made clear. A foundation establishment late stage cultivator's divine sense normally covered around four hundred li, while a false-core cultivator's generally reached five or six hundred. Unless they had practiced a special divine sense cultivation method, it would not extend beyond that range. Li Yan's divine sense, however, had long since reached more than seven hundred li, its strength approaching that of an early-stage Golden Core Realm cultivator.
Patriarch Crimson Fire's divine sense was only a notch stronger than Li Yan's, and he had not used his full strength. Illusions were spells that attacked the target's mind, causing their awareness to become lost, and had almost nothing to do with the amount of magical power they possessed. Although the illusion had initially bewildered Li Yan, it had lasted less than a single breath. His powerful divine sense, which surpassed the foundation establishment late stage, had immediately brought him back to his senses.
After breaking free of the illusion, Li Yan had intended to flee at once, but an idea stirred in his mind, and he thought of a better approach. How could he let such a splendid