Vermilion Nightmare, a strange beast of the Primordial Ancient Sage Realm, was fiery red all over and shaped like a bird. It roamed the void, and once the aura released by a flap of its wings was smelled by anyone slightly weaker, they would fall into it, sinking into endless dreams. Whenever it lingered somewhere, an incomparably vast area around it would be plunged into illusion. If it was in a good mood, those trapped in the illusion might still be released. If they were unlucky, their souls could be controlled within the illusion forever, unable to break free.
The illusion released by this inheritance covers an extremely wide range. Dongbo Xueying thought to himself. But likewise, among the inheritances suited to me, this is one of the...