But the Flame of Void on the ground had disappeared.
The Soul Demons, too, were nowhere to be seen.
—The Saintly Honor had already departed.
"Fellow Nangong, have you had any revelations?"
Dantai Mingyue offered an escape route.
"I haven't thought it through yet; I'd like to take a walk," Shen Ye apologized, bowing to everyone.
He left his seat, walked out of the pavilion, and his figure gradually vanished into the depth of the peach blossoms.
A gentle breeze blew in waves.
Thoughts floated in the darkness.
The voice of Penglai's Master quietly arose:
"The Three Arts of the Immortal Kingdom, each forms a world and a Dharma Aspect."
"For instance, the Heavenly Technique can create a dreamlike world, whose condensation forms the Dharma Aspect, that is, the Lunar Palace."
Shen Ye was struck in his heart.
Exactly.
The dreamlike world created by the Heavenly Technique was the Nightmare World!