Afterward, Ye Fan stepped forward. Myriad illusions took shape within the space, and he nearly fell for the traps several times. Thankfully, his keen alertness allowed him to see through the hidden dangers. The area was filled with a heavy floral scent, but at this moment, Ye Fan's expression soured. The fragrance seemed to be masking another smell—an odor so well-concealed that he had almost missed it.
"The smell of rot!" he declared. Indeed, he smelled putrescence. The scent of decay mingled with the fragrance of the flowers, creating a discordant combination.
Could this be the secret here? Ye Fan was shocked.
"Heavenly Eye, open!" he shouted, activating the Heavenly Eye within his sea of consciousness. Sure enough, the colorful Extreme Bliss Space transformed into a hellscape in the blink of an eye.
