The world was stagnant.
Along with everything in this realm.
The expressions of the members of the Immortal Slaying Alliance froze in that moment, even Ling'Er was the same.
In mid-air, the foul blood of the Insect Immortals also froze in place.
All of this...
After the fall of Master Shangshan, it lay before Lu Sheng.
"Is the illusion... about to change?"
When Lu Sheng saw this scene, he already had the answer in his heart.
This world was originally false, constructed by some incredibly powerful entity with their own strength.
When a part of the illusion is broken, the illusion naturally collapses along with it.
And this false world would eventually perish entirely.
The moment the answer appeared in Lu Sheng's heart, his gaze instantly fell on Ling'Er, his expression becoming increasingly complex.
Regarding Ling'Er, Lu Sheng had long since had some guesses.
