"Just who are you?" Shuangdao roared again. His consciousness formed a blade that sliced at the tall cliff.0

Gui Shaoqing and Xi Wen both attacked as well. Xi Wen was particularly notable, given that her Middle Heaven’s Blade was faster than Shuangdao’s attack. However, while the blade reached within a finger’s breadth of the cliff, it might as well have been past the horizon. No matter how the conscients attacked, none of them could touch the cliff with their consciousness.0

It was all for naught, which was precisely the High Seraph’s aim.0

Luminary Lan Huifeng muttered to himself while staring at the steep cliff, "It's all fake…"0

Old Chief was still staring at the people at the top of the cliff. Their eyes looked down with laughter, derision, and ridicule, treating all of the conscients below them as nothing more than mere ants. Had it really all been for nothing? Everything that they tried, every single time, had failed. They had never been able to touch the cliff or reach its top. It might as well be the distant heavens. While it looked far away, the truth was that the distance was irrelevant.0

How had the High Seraph succeeded?0

The young people at the top of the cliff laughed. "Look at those conscients! What fools! How could they ever touch this place?"0

"Do not underestimate them. If not for where you and I are standing, you would be utterly incapable of resisting them. A single burst of consciousness from any one of them would leave you sense...0