The next day, when Xiluo cautiously returned to the Mountain God Temple.
Li Boyang was sitting opposite Wu Peng, and the atmosphere seemed quite pleasant.
Of course, this was assuming one ignored Wu Peng's expression of utter despair and hopelessness.
"I see, the essence of the 'Barrier Realm' is hope, it is the embodiment of one's inner thoughts."
"The Second-Generation Witch King, who could transform illusion into reality, was truly a genius to think of using this method to suppress the gods."
"Unfortunately, all the 'Barrier Realm' can do is merely suppress."
Li Boyang shook his head regretfully, expressing his heartfelt admiration.
"If that Second-Generation Witch King could have lived a little longer, perhaps it could have been taken a step further."
"However, that's not a certainty."
"After all, the 'Barrier Realm' you use now is witchcraft developed over thousands of years."
