Between heaven and earth was shaken, the space before me began to stir into illusion.
All here, was nothing but an illusion; the foundation of the illusion stemmed from the remnants of the Yuming Sword Sect's essence from countless years ago, as well as the gathered vestiges of the fallen powerhouses' souls.
Beyond this was the powerful energy of the Sword Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts propelling it.
The Sword Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts, Wang Zhenhai, had once been a practitioner of the Heavenly Secret Realm; stepping into the Heavenly Secret Realm allowed him to obscure the divine secrets and alter the scenes between heaven and earth, creating an illusion so convincing that one could fall into it without discerning its falsehood.
"Impossible, how could Liao Shisan have the courage to suppress the beast tide?"
"Back then, it was because he dared not face the beast tide head-on that our master perished, and I was lost beneath the ground, ultimately..."
