The Demon Emperor looked around in bewilderment. At that moment, he felt that his cultivation realm was completely different from before.
But he soon returned to reality, shaking his head and casting those doubts out of his mind.
What he needed to do now was bring the Mirage Dragon back.
"Come along. Once we get there, you'll know what to do. We won't be arranging illusory lives for them. We just want those people to stay alive."
"Of course, we won't make you work for nothing. There'll be plenty of benefits."
The Demon Emperor looked into the distance. In that direction, a faint fluctuation was rapidly moving away.
He smiled faintly, unsure whether this fellow really was timid or what. He had spoken so politely and come with such sincerity.
Yet the fellow had been so frightened that he fled outright.
That really was a rare sight.
The Demon Emperor sighed helplessly. With a casual tap of his finger, he shattered the old man before him, making him dissolve into the illusory realm.
As the old man vanished, the entire illusion collapsed. One after another, the people trapped within it emerged from their bewilderment, looking around at surroundings both familiar and strange.
"Where are we? What is this place?"
"Where's my Cicada-Cry Tavern? Heavens, this can't be happening! Was everything an illusion?"
"It really might have been an illusion. No wonder I always felt something was wrong, but I could never figure out what."
The Demon Emperor looked at these people and sighed softly. He supposed he had saved them, too.
At least they no longer had to live in an illusion.
As for those who preferred to lose themselves in it, that was beyond his control.
The Demon Emperor moved at incredible speed, heading in that direction.
Before long,