In the Burial Zone, at Wangxiang Tower, Lin Su saw You Sanniang once more.
The same Illusionary Arts, the same commercial fraud, the same recipe, the same flavor...
But there was something different as well.
That was the sole owner of Wangxiang Tower. She had changed.
The You Sanniang of old had been at an exceptionally peculiar stage in Illusionary Arts. She had woven Illusionary Arts into daily life; her guests did not know illusion was illusion, and she herself had become somewhat lost upon the path of Illusionary Arts.
But today, within Illusionary Arts, she had carved out a true world of her own.
Why?
Because the knot in her heart had been untied.
Twenty years ago, in a moment of itchy fingers, she had pulled out the War Spirit Sword, causing the battle spirits to lose control and a million disciples to die and vanish. You Sanniang had carried boundless guilt in her heart, built this Wangxiang Tower, and gazed toward home every day.
Why had she cultivated Illusionary Arts? Because only Illusionary Arts could make her forget the real world and paint her own world within her thoughts. It was a road of no return, one that offered no solace. Had no other factor intervened, her future had nearly been destined: she would sink completely into perdition, unable to turn back.
But three years ago, she encountered a variable.
Lin Su came to Wangxiang Tower and had an encounter with her. With her help, he entered the Burial Zone. That single entrance completely transformed the Burial Zone. The God Slaying Sword returned, the battle spirits once more became the Burial Zone's fighting force, and more crucially, the Spirit of the First Burial King from ten thousand years ago returned alongside the God Slaying Sword. The Burial Zone's