Chapter 395: The Illusion
Daoist Qingyu's gaze settled on the jade pillow in Li Musheng's hand.
At this moment, the jade pillow was radiating a soft seven-colored halo. Previously, it had been capable of rendering unconscious anyone who came near, even the Great Xuan Divine Constable had not been spared. Even the Sun and Moon Demonic Empress and the Ten Thousand Malice Demonic Sect Master would have found it nearly impossible to retrieve the Meng clan's divine treasure from the pool.
Yet now, in Li Musheng's hands, the divine treasure had lost all of its power, clearly suppressed by Li Musheng through some formidable means.
That alone spoke to how terrifying Li Musheng's strength truly was. After all, Dream of a Thousand Autumns and the other two families' divine treasures had been items capable of standing against a Martial God a thousand years ago, and even in its not fully awakened state, it was absolutely not to be underestimated.
"Dream of a Thousand Autumns is most powerful in its ability to create illusions that are indistinguishable from reality, bewildering the minds of those within. Even a Martial God would be overcome by Dream of a Thousand Autumns at full power."
Daoist Qingyu looked at the jade pillow in Li Musheng's hand and spoke slowly, her expression deeply complicated.
She seemed to hesitate briefly before continuing, "But to draw out the full power of Dream of a Thousand Autumns, an ordinary person cannot manage it. It requires the Meng clan's secret technique, the Grand Dream of a Thousand Autumns, to command it, and only then can the divine treasure's full ability be released."
As she said this, without waiting for Li Musheng to ask, Daoist Qingyu fixed her gaze on him and spoke with sudden gravity, "This poor nun is willing to pass on the Grand Dream of a Thousand Autumns, a technique passed down through the Meng clan for thousands of years, to the young master without condition."
At those words, Li Musheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Daoist Qingyu with a thoughtful expression.