The authority of the prisoner of the night (1)

All the commotion and resistance disappeared in an instant.

Lu Xin stood rooted to the ground, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

Was that an illusion or reality?

Did he really fight this old man, or did he only fight once on the spiritual level?

An extremely tearing feeling appeared.

His mental state had stabilized, and he had even mastered the power of illusion. He could use his own illusion and see through other illusions. However, at this moment, he couldn't tell if what he had just seen was real or fake.

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"You ..."

Just as Lu Xin was reminiscing about the confrontation, his mother's voice rang out from behind him.

Her emotions seemed to fluctuate a little. She couldn't bear it and asked with some doubt, ""Since you don't intend to fight to the end, why do you want to do this?"

"Why would you rather sacrifice your eyes for this level of probing?"

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