The Man’s Decree

Cameron’s words dispelled the elation of their recent escape. They were out of the altar, yet they had no inkling of their location or the means to escape.

“It’s normal not to be able to communicate here. We’ve been in a massive illusionary realm since we set foot in that cave. Here, reality and illusion blend together, and it’s hard for us to tell them apart,” Jagoan explained.

“An illusionary realm? So, does being in this illusionary realm mean we won’t be able to escape that old man’s clutches?” someone asked, their voice tinged with nervousness.

“Exactly. If it’s an illusionary realm, we might still be in the same spot and haven’t actually escaped,” Jagoan concurred. His analysis sent many into a state of panic.

After all, everything they had experienced felt real, from battling demon beasts to collecting mystical herbs. Therefore, being abruptly informed that it was all an illusionary realm was a difficult truth to accept.

“This illusionary realm wasn’t created by that old geezer. He isn’t powerful enough for something of this magnitude…”

“I suspect this place is an ancient underground cave. In the past, two of the ancestors of the Archaic Body cultivators, a pair of brothers, engaged in a monumental battle here. Each of them established their colossal illusion arrays, and in the end, they both perished, causing their arrays to gradually merge, blurring the boundaries between reality and illusion,” Jagoan explained.

had developed this theory because, during his encounter with the elder of the Archaic Body Cultivation clan in the thatched cottage, the elder’s brother appeared entirely

palace. It felt as though they were in completely different

was the result of illusion arrays. These were two distinct illusion arrays set up by

left many cultivators bewildered, struggling to comprehend

array or an actual cave, the

do we get out? Skip the

Chance, just give us the instructions, and we’ll follow your

scanned the group and stated, “Escaping from here is simply

“Huh?”

shock. Even Cameron frowned, looking

Are we really going to die