Su Hao was a little dazed as he was surrounded by the thick mist.
But in the blink of an eye, the surrounding mist dissipated. Under the glaring sunlight, he instinctively raised his hand to shield his forehead.
"This is…"
Su Hao's eyes widened.
In front of him was no longer the crystal room, but… a vast grassland.
The wind swayed the grass, and the clouds drifted in the sky.
A breeze blew past, blowing his hair slightly.
Su Hao was shocked.
He could feel that his current consciousness was very clear, and he didn't feel any fatigue at all.
It was completely different from when he was pulled into illusion by Butterfly.
In simple words, it was realistic.
He couldn't see any falsehood.
Su Hao squatted down and smelled grass and soil.
He touched it again and reached out to grab a blade of grass.
It yanked it up forcefully.
Uprooting it together.
It was still very realistic.
