Infinite Mask Game.

Chapter 341 Hasty
Xie Rentao couldn't reveal much, and he certainly couldn't disclose all the sect's martial arts techniques.

They know nothing when asked, so aside from holding them in their hands to intimidate the Righteous Heaven Alliance, they are not very useful.

His relatives and friends probably didn't know that he had fallen into the hands of the Imperial Observatory.

Since he was still a member of the Seven Sects, Gu Fuhui didn't kill him immediately, thinking he might come in handy sometime.

After leaving the prison, the two went to Gu Fuhui's study for a detailed discussion.

Gu Fuhui personally brewed tea for Wei Miao. The exquisitely patterned porcelain bottle was heated on the inscribed heater, and the water inside gradually boiled.

He asked slowly and deliberately, "What are your thoughts, Chief Supervisor?"

“That mysterious person is very skilled at ‘deception’.” Wei Miao was not stingy in sharing information about the mysterious person; Gu Fuhui was a powerful ally.

"He can disguise himself and others, and this disguise can fool the Seven Sects. It must be an illusion."

"He also possesses an illusion technique that incorporates spatial magic. He can conceal his true form within another dimension of space, leaving only an illusion in the open."

Gu Fuhui had to interject, "Another perspective on space?"

He recognized each word individually, but when put together, they exceeded his understanding.

“You can think of it this way, by analogy—” Wei Miao picked up the crystal-clear teacup in her hand, which was empty inside.

She picked up a teaspoon that was lying idle and put it inside: "Look. Now, when you look straight ahead, you can see the teaspoon inside from any angle."

"The reflection on the cup is a phantom that we can see with our naked eyes. No matter which direction you attack the mystery from, you will only be hitting this phantom."

"But the actual teaspoon is inside the cup, not on the side of the cup. If you attack from above, you can hit him."

"The problem is, how do you make your attack reach this angle? For an ordinary person, an attack that doesn't involve space is outside the cup."

"With this skill alone, he is practically invincible."

That's why the other side dared to show up so arrogantly, displaying their military might to them and their potential allies.

There are countless people who are dissatisfied with the status quo. He proclaims his strength in order to become a spiritual leader and give these people hope.

To help myself better advance the plan.

Gu Fuhui seemed thoughtful: "But I heard that the Grand Eunuch seriously injured him yesterday?"

Wei Miao chuckled: "Seriously injured? It's not even a serious injury. I can sit here perfectly fine, so he'll be fully recovered in a couple of days."

Of course, she knew that the massive amount of eternal night power contained in that strike was not so easy to dispel.

During the few days before the power of the Eternal Night dissipates, Wei Miao will be able to sense him if he appears in the vicinity.

After making a self-deprecating remark, Wei Miao continued to explain, "I was fortunate enough to be inspired by his swordsmanship and used a slashing move on the spot."

"That strike merged with my will, connected with the surrounding environment, and the artistic conception it contained interfered with space."

"No matter the angle, you can see my slash."

"If you can see it, you can be struck."

In layman's terms, the ultimate slash is modeled after that slash from an unknown existence, and the meaning of "annihilation" in it brings the annihilating nature of the power of eternal night to its extreme, while the spiritual will interferes with space.

As long as the target can perceive this strike, it means they have made contact with the will of the blade. The will then guides the strike, striking the opponent based on the feedback. She developed this move by standing on the shoulders of giants. The mysterious man was right; that kind of state of mind is not something ordinary people can imitate.

Because she clearly understands the characteristics of her own moves, she is able to see through the essence of her opponent's moves.

Wei Miao explained, "That's true, but space isn't as simple as the cup wall and the inside of the cup. The angle of space is rugged. When my blade light cut into the angle, it wasn't a straight line as we see it, but rather it twisted into an incredible shape along the angle, and even became discontinuous. That's why his injuries were very scattered."

There was one more thing she didn't say. Illusions are projections; whatever the phantom does represents what the real person does as well.

The armor that the opponent constructed with a tremendous amount of mental energy is real and genuine; otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as just a flesh wound. It would probably have shattered into pieces.

Gu Fuhui frowned slightly, his hand gripping the teapot handle, and paused.

For the first time, he felt that his comprehension was insufficient, and for the first time, he was shocked to realize that the supervisor in front of him had evolved to an unfathomable level.

They were both wary and relieved.

Fortunately, this person is an ally.

He reviewed his own methods and concluded that none of them could counter the so-called spatial projection.

Gu Fuhui asked hesitantly, "So, besides you, no one can defeat him?"

Wei Miao lowered her eyes and placed the teacup back on the table: "If it were really that easy, why would he have planned so much?"

Gu Fuhui took the teacup, which was used as a metaphor for space, filled it with clear, reddish-brown tea, and then placed it back in front of Wei Miao with both hands.

It implies a subtle request for guidance.

Wei Miao raised an eyebrow, picked up the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"First, he needs entrances and exits in space to maintain his projection outwards, which means that the angle of space is not closed. If someone has a method like mine, they can attack him."

"Secondly, he cannot attack while he is hiding. Although he can jump into the cup, it does not mean that his attack methods can easily jump out of the cup. This also makes it easy to create an opening, allowing someone to attack from the right angle."

"Finally, if you can kill him when you fight him head-on, you don't need to worry about spatial projections. He is a physical entity when he attacks, and the projections are just defensive capabilities."

“If you join me in attacking him, he will not be able to escape unscathed.”

Gu Fuhui had never witnessed it firsthand and only had a superficial understanding of his moves, which led him to mistakenly believe that the other party was invincible.

After listening to Wei Miao's analysis, he felt more at ease and had a slight sense of confidence.

“In addition, he also displayed remarkable swordsmanship, his skill level being no less than Fu Zhouwen’s,” Wei Miao added. “This may not be all he is. What if he is also skilled in knife, spear, and fist techniques… oh yes, and even magic-like techniques.”

Gu Fuhui clicked his tongue, thinking that if Wei Miao continued to boast, the opponent would probably become the strongest of the Seven Sects in history.

"Do you think he could be Lu Kaiyi?" He changed the subject and asked, "Three months is 'not long ago' compared to four years."

Wei Miao stroked her chin: "It's hard to say. Even if Lu Kaiyi achieves the Seven Sects, his martial arts style couldn't possibly change that much."

His image is that of the Buddha of Bright Light, and his martial arts are radiant and vast, completely unrelated to the mysterious person's reality or illusion.

Gu Fuhui: "Furthermore, Lu Kaiyi's actions were also very strange. He actually sent a mortal with such a precious item as the Imperial Seal of the State to recruit one of the Seven Sects. And this mortal committed suicide the next day."

In matters of great importance, leaders usually send their most eloquent and trusted confidants to persuade others.

"Isn't that too hasty?" Wei Miao narrowed her eyes, her tone ethereal. "Perhaps, that mortal is Lu Kaiyi himself?"