Yang Fei's figure moved, soaring into the sky, trying to follow in the Qilin's footsteps.
Just then that Qilin turned its body and also flew over toward Yang Feifei.
Yang Fei couldn't pull back his momentum in time, and instantly crashed head-on into that Qilin.
Yang Fei cried out inwardly that things were bad.
Who would have thought his vision blurred, and his figure passed straight through the Qilin's body.
Yang Fei stared, dumbstruck, and turned to look; he saw that Qilin flash through the air, already walking twenty to thirty meters ahead.
All of this turned out to be an Illusionary Realm!
Yang Fei suddenly understood the True Martial Great Emperor's words.
Everything before his eyes was only illusion, not reality, just like a modern civilization's three-dimensional movie.
"Could this be the place where the True Martial Great Emperor stores his memories?"
