The bits of the eyeball fell down into the starry sky.0

Xu Qing’s voice echoed coldly through the void. His facial expression hadn’t changed much during this entire incident, and even now, he was just looking calmly at the huge, decaying tree wrapped around the eyeless corpse of Hellfei.0

“What’s the meaning of this, young friend?” the Greenwood said in a weak, ancient voice. It seemed confused.6

The only answer it got from Xu Qing was a black spear surrounded by a sea of flames. It shot through the starry sky like a fireball, heading right toward the huge tree.3

A rumbling boom rang out as the battlefield the Greenwood and Hellfei had been fighting on suddenly superimposed with itself. It was as if... it was actually a bubble created by an illusion. The spear pierced right into it, causing the bubble to start collapsing. An aura of rot and death immediately emerged and spread through the starry sky.0

At the same time, the eye that Xu Qing had slashed apart collapsed into strands of black smoke, filled with poison and filth, which swept back toward Hellfei and turned back into an eye.0

It glared at Xu Qing.0

“How’d you figure it out?” said a deep voice that resonated with resentment.0

Xu Qing was right. Everything he had seen was an act.3

It was trickery that could be considered Hellfei’s last resort. It really was incredibly weak. And it was true that during the catastrophe...0