"Xiaoyao, what do you think of my music?"
A captivating voice drifted over, silently tugging at Ye Xuan's heartstrings.
"Yingtai!"
Ye Xuan's heart stirred.
He looked at the picturesque woman before him, the one who had silently stayed by his side for so many years in his past life.
The weight of this emotion was more than he could bear.
Some people, some things… by the time you finally understand, they have already vanished without a trace.
A hint of inexplicable sadness flickered in Ye Xuan's eyes. 'The fifth trial... I suppose stopping here is fine.'
With his current mental fortitude and willpower, he could easily distinguish whether this was the Illusion Realm or reality.
But he didn't expose the illusion.
He couldn't bear to shatter this beautiful scene.
Within the Illusion Realm, Ye Xuan simply stood there quietly, watching the woman before him as time slowly drifted by.
HUM!
