"Illusion! This is actually an illusion!!"
An exclamation erupted above Jilinget's head; it was Yohad's rough, heavy voice.
Everyone stared ahead with eyes full of disbelief.
In front of them, there was no Barrier, no Tower of Paradise; everything they had just seen was nothing but deception.
"What... What's going on here... Where is the tower? Without the Tower of Paradise, how are we supposed to reach the Divine Country...?"
A look of shock slowly faded from Acatus's face, replaced by an inescapable sorrow.
Zhang Xiaoman slowly withdrew his finger, and there was no trace of any black on his right hand anymore; the area that had just been scorched by the yellow Barrier was now restored to its undamaged state.
No, to be more accurate, even that scorched condition was just an illusion, as his right hand had never been injured all along.
