Mansion

Liu Wu held the soul banner and began trying to leave the city.

He walked straight down the broadest main street. The scenery on either side gradually slipped behind him, and the bustling market soon gave way to open countryside on the outskirts of the city.

Yet no matter how far he walked, the city walls that seemed so close remained at the same elusive distance, like a mirage—visible, but impossible to reach.

He changed direction and tried to leave from another side, but the result was the same.

This city, formed from “illusions,” was clearly far larger than the Dead City. It was like a boundless cage, trapping him inside and keeping him from escaping.

It seemed that leaving directly was impossible.

Liu Wu stopped, his brows tightly furrowed.

After a moment, a new idea came to him.

If Luofeng City, like Profound Female Sect and Three Talents Market, was another mountain gate of the Great Dao Demonic Sect...

Then this should also be a “cultivation paradise.” Yet everywhere he looked, the city was teeming with ordinary people. He couldn’t see a single cultivator displaying their cultivation...