"No!" Luo Ning's face changed, abruptly shouting out, "The Illusionary Divine Realm naturally protects those who have not reached the Foundation Establishment stage..."
However, by the time he said this, it was already a bit too late.
Over there, Chu Mo had already been affected by the force from the Mahayana-stage cultivator, his body like a leaf in a tempest, instantly swept away, a mouthful of fresh blood spraying out from his mouth.
Hearing Luo Ning's urgent warning, Luo Ying also panicked. He had been holding back a belly full of anger, with nowhere to vent. He had just seen this weak boy that looked like an ant daring to rush towards the Daoist Sect, and couldn't help but take action.
He had not thought about the consequences at the time, but now, he was somewhat afraid.
Although they didn't pay much attention to the events that occurred in the Illusionary Divine City, they did know some things.
