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Two armed Strongmen approached him, demanding that he surrender. As Gu Ping felt the moment of contact with the Strongman, he determined that it was a false illusion and immediately kicked out to free himself from the Strongman's grasp.
His struggle triggered all the guards present at the banquet to swarm towards him. Initially, there were those with Golden Core cultivation, and as Gu Ping took them down one by one, he noticed that the Strongman in front of him had already reached the Mid-Stage of Infancy. Gu Ping couldn't help but wonder what level he would reach if he continued to advance. For a moment, he felt uncertain about whether he should retreat.
Was it real or fake?
Gu Ping kept pondering what he saw and heard. That question could only be answered by Nangong Huan. Since the battle began and he entered this environment, Nangong Huan had vanished from his sight. Where could Nangong Huan be now?
If it was not fake, then he should be in the Arena, and Nangong Huan must also be there or somewhere above. Since he couldn't see through it, perhaps brute force could break it.
With that thought, Gu Ping continuously shifted his stance. The Light Cutting Array and Chaotic Cutting Array appeared simultaneously within a hundred meters around him. In Gu Ping's mind, the entire Arena seemed to be that large; such a range should be enough to envelop the whole Arena.
However, Gu Ping soon realized that no matter how he changed the formations, nothing around him altered. The strength of the guards continued to rise. If this continued, it seemed likely that he would be the one to fail in this contest. After pushing back the guards before him, Gu Ping slowly closed his eyes, attempting to use his Divine Sense to reassess what he had seen before, but still found no changes. This situation was something Gu Ping had never encountered since stepping into the Cultivation World; how could he break this realistic illusion? He could only keep trying.
Those guards had already reached Divine Peak; that guy was able to take on ten without revealing any more trump cards. What level of strength did one need to reach for him to feel cornered? Was it real or not?
Was this an illusion? Why did it feel so real? And why were they all pulled into this illusion?
Perhaps this was the power of a Pseudo-Artifact. The title of the strongest Mahayana Practitioner was indeed well-known; if a Pseudo-Artifact was controlled by a Mahayana Practitioner, how powerful could it truly be? It was hard to imagine.
While Gu Ping kept thinking about ways to break through, voices from the crowd reached his ears, confirming that he was still in the Arena. But who knew if those words were intentionally crafted by Nangong Huan for him to hear? When facing an illusion, the best method was often to treat everything as false.
But what about those powerful attacks that couldn't be faked? If everything were false, how could one explain the strength of those guards or the lethal moves inherent in the illusion array?
Gu Ping was deep in thought. Initially, he suddenly realized that if he continued to think that way, he would probably start doubting whether he truly existed. He quickly dismissed the thought and stopped restraining the immense spiritual power of the Dao Foundation within him.
With a deep breath, as Gu Ping released his control over the Dao Foundation, a vast Light Spirit Power surrounded him, infused with layers of Light Principles. Waves of Light Principles filled the air, transforming everything around Gu Ping.
The power belonging to the laws of heaven meant that wherever the Light Principles manifested, if it did not meet the conditions for existence under those laws, it would reshape the very location of those laws. This was why Negation Foundation could fundamentally become part of Dao Tradition; even an ordinary person who had long been enveloped by the Dao Foundation would naturally become someone on the path to cultivation, making progress with half the effort.
As the Light Principles continued to spread, the scene before Gu Ping gradually transformed into a realm of light. The guards who had previously besieged him became part of the Light Principles. In that moment, Gu Ping suddenly felt a rush of heat; those guards had actually relied on the power of a Pseudo-Artifact, transformed from spiritual energy. No wonder they could be so convincing.
The brilliant scene represented a historical reality that had once existed. Nangong Huan's Phantom Sea Leaf could indeed capture a fragment of the past, temporarily revealing its form. Such power was truly worthy of being called a Pseudo-Artifact. If it weren't for the suppression of the Dao Foundation, he might have truly been defeated by that young lady.
As the illusion completely vanished, Gu Ping found himself facing Nangong Huan, who was severely injured but still managed to clasp his fists in greeting. Just as Gu Ping intended to respond humbly, a wave of killing intent suddenly emerged behind him. He instinctively lunged forward, but there was no time; even the thought of using A Distant Paradise didn't cross his mind before a streak of light struck him in the back.
Had he lost?
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, looked on in disbelief at this unexpected turn of events and let out a gasp.
What happened to Coco?
How could he have underestimated his opponent?
Han Yu gasped and covered her mouth with her hand as she rushed toward the stage.
At that moment, Gu Ping's figure seemed to dissolve like bubbles, scattering with the wind, only to reappear at the spot where he had been before.
In the Great Dream, whoever awakens first knows it well; illusions are ultimately just illusions, no matter how realistic they seem, they cannot be real. He had mastered the flow of time and could see various futures and the past. My little thoughts could not escape his notice.
When it came to that point, Gu Ping finally revealed a trump card. The true interpretation of the Great Dream from Xiao Zhe, the Ancestor, allowed Gu Ping to easily control the course of the battle. Jie Donglai's Nangong Huan was left struggling in vain, unable to counter Gu Ping's solid foundational skills from before, leaving him with no chance of turning the tide.
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