A throne as vast as a mountain stood towering in the clouds. Gale-force winds roared in from every direction.
Grandmaster Su Ji's eyes, cold as blades, swept around the area. He saw Grandmaster Yi Xi cradling the mad dog, his affection for it plain; Grandmaster Ling Yi, her face flushed as she struggled with difficulty, seemingly oblivious to the outside world; and Wei Wei Zi, seated motionless just like him, his expression calm.
On the Cloud Platform not far away, Immortal Emperor Pei wore an impassive expression, as though nothing had happened.
He gave a slight nod and looked at Mo Lilan. "This world is an Illusion Realm. Everything here is derived from an array."
"As long as you see through the illusion, you won't perish within the Illusion Realm."
"Immortal Emperor Pei, you truly are one of us!"
Grandmaster Yi Xi nodded at his words. "Indeed."
"This world appears utterly real. Not only does it have laws and order, allowing living beings to cultivate all the way through,"
"it also has all kinds of legends and legacies, as if it had truly endured for ten thousand years, passed down from ancient times to this day."
"Joy and sorrow, partings and reunions, love and hate, struggles between different lineages... Everything is woven together seamlessly, with every detail in its proper place."
"But in truth, these are merely default memories implanted in every living being born here while a high-level array operates."
"Ancient times are nothingness; the present is nothingness, and the future will be nothingness too!"
"Those lesser immortals, their Dao Hearts clouded, mistake this meaningless Illusion Realm for the real world and sink into it without even realizing."
"We Immortal Emperors have never been sparing in telling them the truth about the Panyai Realm."
"But fools remain blind even