When the lotus flower between Zhao Mushen's eyebrows bloomed with light, everyone’s eyes widened in shock. 

“It's the Reversal Art again!”

“How is that possible? Can that Reversal Art even transfer injuries caused by one’s self?”

“I've never heard that the Wanzu Region’s Reversal Art was so remarkable!”

“......”

Under the starry sky, there was an explosion of whispers. Everyone was incredibly stunned. If the Reversal Art could indeed transfer self-inflicted injuries to the opponent, wouldn’t that be too terrifying? It would have exceeded the capabilities of a little Saint Art. 

It’s not even an exaggeration to say that it’s a true Saint Genesis Art.

While everybody was dumbstruck, Zhao Mushen, who was nailed to the ground by the golden halberd, fixed his eyes on Zhou Yuan...