Even after witnessing this scene with his own eyes, he still found it hard to believe.
He could not believe his own eyes. Was the scene unfolding before him reality, or an illusion?
Had he fallen into an illusory realm?
Because it was simply too preposterous, too unbelievable.
Especially just now.
The moment Yuan Tuo's Taoism holy soldier erupted.
It made him question his entire life.
Such a dignified holy soldier was actually unable to penetrate Jiang Yuan's body.
It was utterly inconceivable!!
But the reality right in front of him forced him to accept it.
Zhu Yan's gaze slowly shifted to the side.
It settled on the sword pellet lying on the ground.
That silver miniature sword that Jiang Yuan had just sent flying had once again condensed into a rounded silver sword pellet.
This item was Yuan Tuo's holy soldier.
In the brief moment it unleashed its power, it had only made Jiang Yuan shed a single drop of blood.
This was the most shocking aspect for Zhu Yan.