"A Xinsu's Illusion Realm?" Li Huowang stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yingzi and Master Danyang, who still appeared to be in the distance.
One was a three-headed, fleshy monster adorned with celestial fluff, and the other was a naked, one-armed, one-legged girl covered in hideous scars. They stood there, watching him with eyes full of hatred and amusement, respectively. They looked so real that Li Huowang couldn't tell whether they were actual people or mere phantasms.
Trembling, he lifted his right foot to approach them, but he soon realized he couldn't. With every step he took, the two figures in the distance moved back in sync. They weren't moving on their own; it was as if they were always meant to be that far from him.
"Young friend? Young friend Xuan Yang?"
