Previously, Chen Fei had always thought the cultivators outside the window were fake, conjured by the restrictions. Otherwise, how could time shift so quickly?
But when he sent a thread of essence power into Lu Zhongguang's body just now, Chen Fei discovered that Lu Zhongguang was no illusion, but a being of real flesh and blood.
Chen Fei had deliberately dispersed that thread of essence power into the surroundings rather than Lu Zhongguang's body because he wanted to see what the surrounding environment actually was.
Was it a real environment, or merely something manifested by restrictive formations?
The feedback from that thread of essence power ultimately revealed that it was not a restrictive formation, but a real environment.
A real environment and real cultivators, but that did not mean this was truly a normal cultivation world. A film from his previous life involuntarily came to Chen Fei's mind.
The friends around the protagonist, even his parents and siblings, were all actors. Only the protagonist himself was kept in the dark, while audiences around the world watched every aspect of his daily life.
To the protagonist, everything around him was real, but in reality, it was all one enormous recording studio.
To Lu Zhongguang, the world around him was real, but in Chen Fei's eyes, what lay before him was still merely a character-development game.
Chen Fei simply had not figured out why the final restriction at the summit of this divine mountain had trapped all the ninth-order cultivators in place and created such a character-development game.
Was it merely to coax more top-grade spirit crystals out of the pockets of the surrounding cultivators?
These stray thoughts flashed through Chen Fei's mind. Whatever this divine mountain's purpose might be, the top-grade spirit crystals were undeniably real. As for sharing life and