Under Jiang Shouzhong's comfort, Jiang Yi's emotions finally calmed down a lot.
The woman quickly regained her usual proud nature.
However, after this turmoil, their relationship became much closer—in truth, it seemed to gain a subtle, indescribable emotion.
"This place is exactly the same as the one we were in before."
Jiang Yi looked around, gazing at the nameless stele beside her and the village not far away, frowning as she said, "Could it be that we haven't actually left? Are we still in the Youtan Illusion?"
Jiang Shouzhong, who was observing the moon in the sky, shook his head and said:
"This place exists in reality, otherwise that guy named Fang Zishang wouldn't insist on finding it. Besides, I trust that guy quite a bit.
We were just caught in the illusion of Youtan's traps, so no matter how we walked according to what Zishang taught, we were just going in circles."
He reached out his hand, feeling the heat in the air.