"My lord, come play."
The mist gradually dispersed, and faint, silver-bell laughter drifted over amid the burbling of running water.
A clear stream appeared ahead. Several breathtaking women, their mountainous curves veiled in sheer gauze, turned amid their laughter and beckoned to Aiou with smiling eyes.
Aiou rolled his eyes. Who were they trying to fool with an illusion this cheap?
But when he tried to break the illusion, he made a new discovery.
With Yucali's power, he discovered that this illusory realm could no longer truly be called an illusion. Although the scene was childish and transparent at a glance, its energy composition had, in a sense, already made it a holographic space.
It was actually similar to 3D printing, except the entire space was composed of the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Hearted Heavenly Demon's power. This was no longer an illusion or an illusory realm, but a different kind of technique.
"Not particularly sturdy."
Blue energy gathered in Aiou's palm. In an instant, it enveloped his fist and formed a much thicker energy arm. He punched the ground, blasting a huge crater into it, and much of its substance reverted to mist and dispersed.
But the mist quickly gathered again, becoming solid ground in the blink of an eye.
In truth, the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Hearted Heavenly Demon's abilities went far beyond this. It was just that several of its other abilities could not affect Aiou, leaving this illusory realm with an enormous weakness.
When an ordinary person entered the illusory realm, their brain first experienced something similar to the mystery of the womb. In the blink of an eye, they cast their business and everything important to the back of their mind. Once they failed to realize they were trapped in an illusion, they naturally became the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Hearted Heavenly Demon's puppet.