Looking at Wang Mang, clothed in silver radiance, both Eternal Realm practitioners' faces were filled with icy frost.
Mysterious!
Such insignificant Illusion Technique, deemed unsuitable for the public eye, could actually influence them through Dao runes.
"Brother Wang, let's join forces to shatter this minion's illusion!"
Zhao Yu's gaze was fixed on Wang Mang as he spoke cautiously.
At this moment, the threat Wang Mang posed in his heart surged infinitely.
Illusions capable of withstanding Eternal Realm practitioners, such abilities were too shockingly extraordinary.
"Attack together!"
At this point, Wang Jian had lost his usual composure; looking at the dream-like power of the Great Dao displayed by Wang Mang, his face was filled with gravity.
In an instant, both figures flashed, striking at Wang Mang as fast as thunder.
Vast and ocean-like Dao runes, like a surging tsunami, burst forth from within them continuously.
