What in the world was going on? How could Wei Jin still be standing there, completely unharmed, after being attacked by such a powerful Spiritual Power Ball?
Shouldn't he have been ground into dust like a rock?
The crowd held their breath, their wide eyes filled with utter disbelief.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and Ni Jing abruptly crumbled into dust, scattering on the breeze...
The crowd erupted in an uproar, furiously rubbing their eyes. How was this possible? It was clearly Ni Jing who had been charging up an attack on Wei Jin. So why was Wei Jin fine, while Ni Jing was the one who had turned to dust?
"Am I seeing things? Or did I want Clan Leader Wei Jin to win so badly that I'm starting to hallucinate?"
"If it's a hallucination, we're seeing the same one. Then it must be an Illusion Realm! Were we so desperate that our spiritual power connected and wove this pleasant dream for us?"
