The Post Sky Tipping Era

Driven either by curiosity about the mysterious object or by confidence in his own powers, Li Shaqing, the vice president of the Cultivator Association, now stopped Yang Yilong and headed straight toward the bone mural ahead.

At this moment, no one opposed his actions.

Everyone needed to directly understand just how malevolent the mysterious object described by Zhang Lei was; could it be that even cultivators who had opened their Spiritual Realm couldn’t resist it?

"The influence of this mysterious object diminished significantly after I damaged it," Li Yi’s eyes gleamed as he noticed that a halo still enveloped the area around the bone mural, covering roughly seven to eight meters.

That is to say, one would only be affected by the illusion of the bone mural when they approached this range.

Yet, through observation, Li Yi discovered that none of the four cultivators at the Spiritual Realm present could see the boundary of the bone mural’s illusion. It seemed only he had this ability.

"Is it because I broke the illusion, or is it because of the Bone-to-Meat Technique... At the moment of success with the Bone-to-Meat Technique, I felt some indescribable changes within me. As if my scattered consciousness had gathered together and formed a ’person,’" he mused.

"Forget it, I’ll think about this problem later. Now is not the time," he thought.

Li Yi then dismissed these chaotic thoughts from his mind, and his gaze settled on Li Shaqing in front of him.

Li Shaqing had already stepped over the boundary, directly entering the range enveloped by the bone mural’s illusion.

It was only a moment.