However, no matter how furious his voice sounded, it was still swallowed by the thunderous roar!
Rumble!
Amidst the billions of feet of dust, the Heaven Gate Sea Curtain crashed down.
In the next moment, the terrifying scene that he had expected did not appear.
The moment the Heaven Gate Sea Curtain that was hundreds of millions of feet tall smashed down, it disappeared.
Everything was like a mirage, like a dream, as if nothing had happened.
Only the mist that was formed by the dust waves gushed over, filled with the aura of death and desolation.
Jian Wushuang put down his palm and looked ahead.
The sea was calm and dead silent. The terrifying scene from before was no longer there.
"Damn it, it's actually an illusion?" Yan Fan said in a deep voice, his eyes cold.
"What?" Jiang Li's face was solemn. The two Sword Immortals were also confused by the illusion.
Jian Wushuang looked back at the ship.
