At first glance, the projection resembled the Wraith Sacred Mountain, and also the Underworld Ghost Market, with a brilliant galaxy hanging high, but these characteristics gradually blurred, bit by bit, transforming towards the direction he desired.
This transformation, once he lost the template power of Dead Bone, Hong Yi, and Isloa, would shatter like a flower in a mirror or a moon on the water.
It was merely an illusion.
Unless...
Formless realm power spread out, merging seamlessly with the mirage.
Any powerful being present would realize that this realm had reached its limit under the legendary realm.
Although the limit was reached only after he swallowed a 'Field Secret Treasure,' the establishment of the realm was through Mr. Mu's own talents and efforts.
He had already pioneered a field.
However, he simply hadn't had much chance to use it.
