Not only illusory, the gaze of time also scanned the person's back, or to be more precise, observed his shadow.
Of the two City Lords of Central Blood City, one lost his shadow. The abandoned shadow became a fragmented faith of the world, mastering the power of curses. In its full state, it could rival unpredictable entities. Yet, such a terrifying Ferocious God couldn't return, because another Ferocious God had already occupied the shadow of the Central Blood City Lord.
When the Blood City Lords hesitated, Xu Yin had already walked out of the void, as if on an afternoon many years ago, cradling the song he had recorded to meet his beloved, he slowly and firmly raised his hand, shattered the rules of the dream, and caught that gorgeous butterfly.
The body sank into the Blood Sea, continuously weakened, all the shrines occupied, the will tortured repeatedly to madness in the Delirium World. The butterfly flapped its wings, yet could no longer stir the storm of order and rules.
