Even though it's just turning into an illusion, who knows how much longer it'll take to figure out how to turn an illusion into a real person.
But with the illusion, there's a sliver of hope—Zhuge Yuan can live, he doesn't have to die!
He instinctively reached out his hand, trying to touch Zhuge Yuan's body, of course he couldn't, but that only made Li Huowang even more excited.
This up-and-down rush made Li Huowang sweat profusely, his face flushing bright red.
"Hong Zhong, what are you doing? Are we going or not? If you don't go, I'm leaving!" Bei Feng glanced at the earth-shattering battle in the distance, his expression itching for action.
Li Huowang pulled his mind back, first looking at Bei Feng by his side, then glancing at the warring sides in the distance.
Though Doumu had left, neither the Sitting Oblivion Path nor the Astrological Bureau showed any intention of stopping—the fighting was only getting fiercer.
