"In front?" Mu Lingxi said.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Mu Lingxi's wrist and stepped forward.

The next moment, the blinding white light made it impossible for the two people who had been in the darkness to open their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, Mu Lingxi was stunned. In front of her eyes was a world with clear skies.

Right in front of her, there was a group of palaces that exuded divine light. They were majestic and majestic. Each one was more than ten thousand feet tall, as if a true god lived inside.

"The palaces that had been reduced to ruins actually appeared again. Is this all an illusion?" Mu Lingxi couldn't help but stretched out a small hand and opened the purple gold door in front of him.

What came across was a real touch.

"It turns out to be true."

Mu Lingxi felt that she was going crazy and quickly took a step back. This step seemed to have crossed a certain boundary. She suddenly returned to the dark and boundless world, and there was still a dilapidated ruins in front of her.

"How could this happen? Where is the real world? Where is the illusion?" Mu Lingxi said to himself.

Zhang Ruochen also stepped back, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said: "This should be an area where reality and nothingness coexist. If I guessed correctly, there used to be gods who practiced the way of truth, and gods who practiced the way of nothingness.

Fighting here. I don’t know how terrifying that battle was. It’s not certain that there are gods who practice other powers. For example, the power of fear and ancient Yin Qi. These residual powers should be ancient gods.

A legacy of the Great War.”

Mu Lingxi asked: "Then those splendid palaces we just saw, do they really exist, or have they been destroyed long ago and are just virtual images?"
Chapter completed!