Hearing the sound in his ear, Xu Zimei was not surprised at all.
Rather, he replied with interest, "Lord of the Dead Spirits?"
"Indeed, your acting seems to have even fooled me," the voice beside his ear continued.
"You ascended to be the ruler of the world, and I thought you had completely succumbed.
My Dead Forest Illusion can draw out a person's greatest greed from their heart, ultimately making you indulge in it.
In the end, you can't even distinguish reality from illusion.
Many people, even knowing there's an issue, still choose to spend their lives in the illusory world.
After all, that's their utopia."
"How did you realize something was wrong?"
"Realize?" Xu Zimei chuckled.
"It was too smooth, everything along the way was too smooth.
Destroy the Holy Court, slaughter the heavens, create a new world.
Even I felt like it was a dream."
Xu Zimei's gaze deepened, and the power he held in Tyrant Shadow intensified.
