A vast illusion enveloped the small city before him. Every living being within the city had fallen into it, each undergoing their own experiences in the illusion. Yet only one young man in white remained awake. He walked alone through the streets, effortlessly holding sway over the experiences of the millions of cultivators in the city. Some whom he found pleasing, he even granted a few opportunities.
As for those who had committed every evil imaginable, he let their souls be annihilated within the illusion.
"Ever since I discovered that batch of Destruction Devil Race members last time, and even killed one with Shadowless Talent, I haven't gained anything else. The Destruction Devil Race really is cautious." Dongbo Xueying gently shook his head. He knew...