At the moment, Lu Hong felt a sense of relief: "No wonder in the second layer of the dream realm you created, I saw Zhong Minghuang's face almost identical to the Netherworld God, yet felt no emotions. It's because, subconsciously, I have nothing to do with this woman!"
Taichu bitterly smiled: "Indeed, I didn't expect your mind to be so resilient and ruthless. I originally intended to use this woman, Zhong Minghuang, to trap you firmly in the tender embrace of the second layer of the dream realm. But I didn't expect that you wouldn't have any feelings for her at all."
"Hehe." Upon getting the answer, Lu Hong smirked: "Keep going."
Hearing Lu Hong's words, Taichu sighed helplessly and continued narrating.
The Sacred Empire and the Eagle Alliance almost exhausted 60% of their resources in battle and truly couldn't withstand it anymore. The Eagle Alliance even chose to withdraw from the Star Sea, deciding to hide first.
