Most importantly, with his power unrestricted, there was much more he could do.
Unfortunately, Pan Yu's heart's blood was only effective inside this room. The moment he left, he would revert to his restricted state.
'Besides that,' Yang An was puzzled. 'Why did the info box describe this room as a "space" and not an "Illusion Realm"?'
'A space refers to a real place, while an Illusion Realm is the exact opposite.'
'Does this mean the room is real? Not an Illusion Realm? Then what about the world outside? Is it real, or is it an illusion?'
'And what is this "Whispering Will"? Could it be those invisible monsters he encountered when he first entered the Illusion Realm?'
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Yang An casually Purified the price of the heart's blood that had fused with his body.
No matter what, anything that could be of use to him had to first undergo Purification.
