Even though everyone around knew it was a seemingly true illusion realm, they still broke out in a cold sweat for Liu Zixuan.
Real threats are not scary; just face them directly.
Fake ones aren't a problem either; ignore them and maintain your heart's steadiness.
But what's most terrifying is this kind of illusion, where real and fake intermingle, making it difficult to distinguish, disrupting your calm and leaving you with no way to act.
Therefore, as the attacks from the array intensified, everyone tightened their nerves, watching everything within the array closely.
Yet, Liu Zixuan remained calm and unhurried, his eyes slightly open as he glanced at the martial artists around who raised their weapons to attack him. He smiled faintly before suddenly closing his eyes again.
A crisp and bright dragon roar echoed out, and the Nameless Sword suddenly appeared beside him. An intention that seemed like a ripple slowly spread out, sweeping those martial artists to the ground.
