Holding Hands, Running Toward Death!
Moon.
The moonlight was faintly cold, and people faintly chilled; as things changed and stars shifted, it all felt much the same.
The silver moon that should never have existed on Void Island vanished from Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual world and appeared in the illusory world on the other side.
"This is impossible—"
A terrified, shrill howl traveled beyond the nine heavens, drifting through more than ten streets of the Giant Kingdom. Yet there was no one here—who could hear the scream?
Evil Elder and Ghost Granny did not leave each other's side for even a step. They did not dare turn their backs on each other, nor even let their gazes misalign. At every moment, each kept the other within the corner of their eye, lest they mistake someone else for their companion.
After learning that the person who had trapped them with the Illusion Sword Technique was the senior disciple of Moon-Joining Immortal City, their hearts had already turned cold with fear.
Yet even trapped in this situation, both were seasoned killers and could always find ways to deal with illusions.
When one person fell into an illusion, so long as they held fast to their true heart and saw through the formation eye, they could leave the illusion.
When several people fell into an illusion, if they could not find and break the formation eye at once, then the most terrifying thing was no longer helplessness—it became the illusion itself.
With one misalignment of the eyes, no one knew whether, under the influence of the illusion's master, the companion beside them had already been swapped out.
With one turn of their backs, no one knew whether the person who ought to have been their companion behind them would become a hideous monster.
Or