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Fang Wang was immersed in the murals of the Great Silence Palace, and gradually, his thoughts were pulled into the Illusionary Realm.
The murals on the walls came to life, with more and more creatures flying out from them, unfolding the stories within the murals before his eyes.
The Demon Race also had its own friendships and feuds, cultural heritages; Fang Wang saw the rise and fall of tribes and dynasties, as well as those heroic Great Demons. The choices they made when facing life-and-death trials also touched Fang Wang.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
A hand rested on Fang Wang's shoulder, drawing his consciousness back to reality. The creatures before him vanished instantly, and the moving scenes dissipated as well.
Fang Wang's eyes regained their clarity. He came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Zhou Xue, asking, "What's wrong? Is there danger?"