Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

While Zuo Chang was in a sorry state, Old Mu was shocked.

Old Man Mu was surprised, and Zuo Chang was equally incredulous: "The power of your move just now had nothing to do with the Seventh Realm. I feel..."

The limitations imposed by the gods are absolute.

"What do you think of this move?"

How did that man, who was only at the sixth level, manage to summon a beautiful and powerful woman at the twelfth level?

"Mother and son? No... more like husband and wife or lovers. This kid has a rich woman to raise him!"

Old Man Mu's expression changed slightly. He clearly sensed that an outsider had invaded his domain, and this person's aura was extremely powerful. His cultivation level seemed to be on par with his own, both being at the twelfth realm!

The flash slowly faded.

Even now, with Zuo Chang under the domain technique "swirling sandstorm," this is still the case.

Birds flying over the Jade Terrace!

With a flick of his sword and a wave of his sleeve, a series of crackling thunderous sounds immediately arose.

"...Unbelievable!"

Once you step on the Sands of Deception, the gods will think that Zuo Chang is standing on the land of 2122, not in the Forest of Whispers.

but--

Amidst the silvery flash, a slender figure appeared and disappeared.

Old Man Mu's eyes were cold, and he didn't continue speaking.

Old Man Mu dared not presume.

In Old Man Mu's view, Zuo Chang was only at the sixth realm, clearly a local of 96511. Raising the upper limit of his realm would be meaningless to him.

An unprecedented sense of oppression overwhelmed them.

He sensed that the dignified and gentle woman in Wu clothing still possessed the cultivation level of the twelfth realm!

Between the slender, white fingers of the woman dressed in Wu clothing, a sword of lightning materialized.

The Sand of Deception, contained within the area by the four Thunder Swords, remained motionless, seemingly disconnected from Old Man Mu, quietly staying in place as if it were just ordinary sand.

Four bright purple lightning swords materialized and were neatly inserted at the four corners, dividing a rectangular area.

Receive!

He made a hand seal, controlling the Sands of Deception to retract, preventing them from providing the enemy with a buff!

"Thunder falls."

The golden sand carpet was almost reaching their feet.

But this is simply not possible.

Zuo Chang felt as if even the air was being manipulated; he even felt like he couldn't breathe.

Old Man Mu's murderous intent surged.

"Normally, I only dare to lay the sand of deception under my feet, and I would never dare to let it spread and cover the entire field."

Zuo Chang had to admit that Old Man Mu had acquired remarkable abilities.

She looked up at the blank-faced old man and asked, "Is this the old man's ability? It's amazing."

However, the "Sand Dune Slam" was too powerful, and it was a skill that was unleashed directly without any charging. Even the strongest seventh-realm cultivator could not be that strong.

But... it was no longer up to him.

Zuo Chang wouldn't dare to fight back now.

He dodged and weaved within the limited space, doing his best to evade the salon's attacks, and it took him quite a bit of effort to avoid them all, leaving him covered in dust and dirt.

A clear, bright light shimmered at this moment—

Zuo Chang didn't waste any words. He pointed to the golden sand on the ground and said, "Pay attention. If you stand on the Sand of Deception, your cultivation level is at the twelfth realm; otherwise, it's at the seventh realm."

Yes.

"Final Weapon" provides him with a massive boost that lasts for one minute or until the next attack.

"What a promising young man! He has a bright future ahead of him!"

That's right.

"but now……"

He wasn't sure and asked, "This is... the Sands of Deception?"

Even within a "domain", the most basic rules must be followed.

Zuo Chang understood immediately and realized what he meant.

The bird on the jade terrace smiled slightly, exuding charm.

Although they had only fired casually and hadn't really fought, given the huge difference in their cultivation levels, the opponent should have been unable to defend themselves. How could they have escaped unscathed?

Old Man Mu curled his lips into a cold smile: "Like the demeanor of the Twelfth Realm, isn't it?"

She's still at the twelfth realm!

The sands of deception in the rest of the place quickly receded and disappeared into the old man's sleeves;

Old Man Mu's eyes were cold as he continued, "Your talent is too formidable, and it makes me wary! If I make an enemy of you here and let you live now, I might end up dying in the future... There's a saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential.'"

"Moonlight Guidance"

Amidst the raging thunder, she turned to look at Zuo Chang, a smile on her lips: "General, what do you want me to do? I'll do whatever you say."

Zuo Chang succinctly stated: "Kill him."

"As you wish, my general."

Feiniao turned to look at Mu Lao, her gentle demeanor vanishing, replaced by a gaze as sharp as the biting north wind of the dead of winter.

Chapter 161 Even among those at the twelfth realm, there are differences.

Can you win?

Zuo Chang wasn't very confident. The higher one's cultivation level, the greater the gap between those at the same realm.

For a level like "Twelve Realms," which can be considered high-level, the difference in combat power will be extremely exaggerated if he is missing a little bit here or there.

After all, Fei Niao wasn't raised by Zuo Chang bit by bit, so he wasn't sure what to do with him.

however……

The bird showed no fear whatsoever.

The purple snake traced the curves of her body. With a stomp of her foot, she charged forward with the speed of thunder, quickly closing in on Old Man Mu.

"She's out?!"

Old Man Mu was overjoyed!

The flying bird's Thunder Sword sealed off a portion of the Sand of Deception; only by standing within that area could her cultivation reach the twelfth realm.

The bird raised its sword finger and placed it in front of its lips: "A thousand flowers dance."

Zuo Chang didn't stand on ceremony and clapped his hands in praise, "Impressive! Asuka, I didn't know you were this strong?"

A thousand thunder swords were thrust into the earth simultaneously.

Her current reckless charge is naturally...

Zuo Chang didn't know how to answer, so he could only say, "We just discussed the master-servant relationship and deepened our understanding. As for the rest... nothing much."

Five hundred, a thousand! The lightning swords kept multiplying!

This is because of "magnetism".

Each streak of lightning that broke free from the raging thunder did not dissipate; instead, it transformed into countless lightning swords suspended in mid-air, some long, some short, some straight, some curved.

"Oh!"

But Bai Lin is quite extraordinary. His strength is outstanding even among "alien beings," let alone humans whose stats are naturally lower.

Zuo Chang laughed and said, "With your skills, you were one of the best in my previous team. I really feel at ease with you around."

Asuka's face has the reserved and gentle features unique to Easterners, and the beauty mark under her eye makes her even more endearing.

The bird chanted softly, and its magical power surged violently. The raging lightning surrounding it burst forth and spread in all directions.

"..."

Old Man Mu dodged to the side, but more blades whistled as they pierced through from unexpected angles.

on the other hand.

Feibiao tilted his head: "General, what's wrong?"

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have died in the first round of Old Man Mu's attack!

At this moment, he was covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled.

"Snapped!"

Bang!

He flung his hand, and the short cane slammed into his own head, splattering brains everywhere!

Not right.

In terms of beauty, Blood Rose, with her stunning figure, is actually superior. However, Blood Rose is, after all, a blonde bombshell, and her outward demeanor is completely different from Asuka's.

Asuka was, after all, a great general. No matter how tactful he may appear, he must have a decisive and assertive side deep down.

Zuo Chang frowned slightly: "Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums each have their own strengths. I love them all."

As the old man dodged, he thought to himself, "You could have just thrust your sword at me all at once, why didn't you do that?"

Asuka narrowed his eyes slightly: "My skills are also superior to yours. Old sir, you seem to be no match for me."

The bird's control over magic was astonishing. She divided her thoughts into a thousand, methodically manipulating a thousand lightning swords, her attacks flowing smoothly and dazzling the eye.

Fei Niao took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, washed it in the spring water, and walked up to Zuo Chang to wipe the dust off his face.