As Zi Yueming formed a mysterious technique with his hand, strange soul energy fluctuations spread.
Soon, countless strange flowers started blooming one after another in the surrounding chaotic currents. The intense fragrance completely enveloped Chu Kuangren.
Although Chu Kuangren had reached the Desolation Realm, he still fell into an illusion.
"A Soul Technique, huh? Interesting."
Chu Kuangren smiled while looking at the illusion in front of him.
It was a beautifully landscaped and mesmerizing garden, as if there was no harm or war there but only peace, which gave people the urge to stay there for a lifetime.
However, in the next instance, gray mist spread from the garden. Then, countless bruised arms stretched out from the soil while zombies crawled out from the bottom of the garden.
The peaceful garden was soon shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere.
