The methods of the Colorful Play Hall have reached the realm of "A World Without Thieves,"
Bi Fang at this moment has no extra energy left to resist the fifth layer of the colorful play.
Zhou Xuan's words, uttered while relying on the colorful play, are like a leash, one end held in his own hand, the other threaded into Bi Fang's nostrils, leading him around the world like a tethered ox.
At this moment, the dream is becoming more and more unstable, and the scene before Zhou Xuan keeps shaking. One moment he sees Mr. Ye's Main Hall, the next he sees himself still within the "Dream of the Celestial Venerable."
He crosses back and forth between reality and dream.
"Bi Fang, the Divine Power of the Witch God has severed your secret realm incense, where are your so-called storyteller's methods now?"
Zhou Xuan continues weaving words, deceiving Bi Fang.
