After thinking it over for a while longer, Li Yan suddenly shuddered, and his face turned grim in an instant.
"Underground secret cavern, Soul Prison Clan... Soul Prison Clan... They cultivate the path of the soul. Could something have gone wrong with my soul there? Did something go wrong while I was tempering my soul, or was there something wrong with that long alley?"
At this thought, a fine cold sweat seeped from Li Yan's forehead, and an idea that grew more terrifying the deeper he considered it surged into his heart.
Everything happening before his eyes might be due to a problem with his soul, which had affected everything he saw and heard.
He thought of a reality he simply could not accept.
Was he still in the underground secret cavern of the Verdant Continent? Were the dozen-odd years of tempering his soul with Zhao Min and Zi Kun afterward, and even everything he had experienced after returning to the Desolate Moon Continent, all part of an illusion?
Only that could link together his dream from back then and certain things that seemed absurd.
Only then could those suspicious points that could not be explained by time be accounted for more reasonably.
"Am I inside a great dream, or perhaps an illusion?
"Otherwise, how could one explain the utterly bizarre way I returned to the Desolate Moon Continent, and how I just so happened to appear in the valley of the 'Military Advisor's Residence'..."
A ceaseless roar filled Li Yan's mind. He was unwilling to believe that he had dreamed such a long dream, and that everything within it had felt so real.
"Then where is my true body now? How long have I been trapped in this illusion?"
Cold sweat poured densely down Li Yan's forehead, making even