Shen Luo, upon hearing Yuan Qiu's reminder, felt a movement in his heart, stopped his flying escape, and operated his Xuan Yin Mystifying Pupil with all his strength, emitting two beams of green light from his eyes and looking around.
In the void before his eyes, some abnormal illusory colors appeared. Apart from those, however, there was nothing else, and he could not discern anything from these illusory colors.
"Daoist Yuan, how did you discern that the lightning was not an illusion?" Shen Luo pondered for a moment, somewhat puzzled as he communicated telepathically with Yuan Qiu.
He had been silently observing the surroundings with the Xuan Yin Mystifying Pupil and had not noticed the abnormality of the lightning and demons; how had Yuan Qiu managed to detect it?
Although Yuan Qiu's cultivation level was slightly higher than his own, Shen Luo did not remember him being particularly proficient in breaking illusions.
