Almost at the moment the Illusory Realm was activated, the middle-aged scholar couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
Amid his bewilderment, he realized that his target had changed.
Was it the Illusory Realm?
He was startled.
Just as he was about to move his finger, he suddenly paused and shook his head with a wry smile, "Such a cunning Devil Head, you almost deceived me."
The finger that had originally planned to move elsewhere now pointed resolutely back to its original target.
Xu Yuan knew the situation was urgent, a chill of steely coldness appearing on his face as he exhaled.
"Primordial Spirit scholar, so what? Kill!"
As his words fell, the murderous intent of the heavens and earth that had dissipated due to the aura of the Primordial Spirit abruptly surged up wildly.
The already scarce will grew even more frenzied.
The murderous intent, condensed by the heavens and earth, formed an almost tangible blood-blade and slashed fiercely.
Crack—