"Phew-"
A stream of white air flowed out of Ji Ruo's visor.
Ji Ruo rushed towards the bishop.
For a moment, neither the power of the elements nor the ever-changing terrain could stop Ji Ruo.
He was like a breeze, ignoring the complexity of the terrain and moving quickly.
It was like walking on flat ground!
The bishop was shocked to find that Ji Ruo had disappeared from his sight. Even the Eye of Truth could not capture Ji Ruo's figure.
In the vision of the Pupil of Truth, he could only see that the things in front of him were slowly turning illusory and falling into darkness, as if they were blocked by dark clouds.
The illusion attack he launched with the help of the Pupil of Truth made muffled sounds in the dark clouds, like the muffled thunder in the clouds.
Eight Extremities Heaven, Steel Xun, Unknowable Yin!
"Break the sheath."
The strong wind blew Ji Ruo's whisper, and the bishop was a little dazed.