The city of ruins, now lost even its former outline, overgrown with weeds. If not for the fallen walls and ruins among the weeds, no one would know this was once a bustling place.
At this moment, many cultivators surrounded the area, and many had fallen.
Di Liuxin glanced coldly at the few cross-legged corpses and sneered.
They deserved to die, daring to covet power that should not belong to them.
Indeed, if it were just about sensing the rules, how could they die? It's obvious these are reckless souls craving power.
Especially those still alive, perhaps only thought to alert them after seeing so many dead.
Though Di Liuxin disdained them, he did the same, rushing over without notifying the other three upon learning from the subordinates.
Striding forward, he was guided by the cultivators to an open space.
He did not sit cross-legged but closed his eyes and entered the long-awaited mysterious Illusion Realm...
