The surrounding nebulae continued to gather, and the vast starry sky quickly transformed into a solid scene, a room.

The red tablecloths, red candles, quilts, bed curtains, and even the carpet under your feet are all outlined in gold and red.

The beams, tables and chairs are all exquisitely carved, and what is more eye-catching is the person standing in front of the bed.

A young man with an excellent figure, completely naked, with a hazy aura entwined around his body, his strong and attractive body looming, with a slight smile on his mouth, he is raising a hand towards Ye Yu Xi.

That layer of hazy aura covered not only the man's body, but also the man's appearance, making people subconsciously want to walk to his side and see his true face.

Ye Yuxi watched the man become more and more familiar, not only the man's figure and smile, but also everything in the surrounding room was extremely familiar.

It was the decoration of the White House on the night of my wedding.

That night was also the most profound in the memory of ordinary women, and Ye Yuxi was no exception.

However, when everything in front of him merged with the scene in his memory, Ye Yuxi's somewhat obsessed gaze towards the fruit body man gradually became clearer.

"No, you're not him..." Ye Yuxi murmured, looking at the man no longer infatuated, but very firm.

She was so determined that as long as the man dared to take a step forward, she would kill him without hesitation.

Following Ye Yuxi's murmur, the hazy man's smile froze, and the surrounding scenery changed again.

This time, the facial features of the hazy man became clearer, and his body was no longer naked, but a turquoise robe with a silver skull tattooed on his chest, Ghost Ramon!

The man's handsome facial features are exactly the Long Qingfeng that Ye Yuxi is familiar with.

The luxurious wedding room was reduced to ashes under Long Qingfeng's smirk. A wedding in a prosperous age suddenly turned into a nightmare.

Ye Yuxi also felt a surge of anger in her heart, wishing to slap the man in front of her to death.

The palm had already been raised, but at the last moment, Ye Yuxi held back, she felt a little warmth seep into her icy chest.

This bit of warmth also slowed down Ye Yuxi's anger a bit, and finally held back the spiritual power in her palm, not gushing out.

'No, the wedding is over, the one in front of me is an illusion. '

Although she was still angry, she was not as uncontrollable as she was at the beginning. Ye Yuxi kept telling herself that the scene in front of her was fake, and slowly put down her raised palm.

The surrounding scene changed again...

Being in the chaotic nebula, Ye Yuxi seemed to have experienced a mental test.

From the hometown at the beginning to the noble crown, there are nine different pictures, all representing different temptations.

When the last crown was on the edge of the cliff and within Ye Yuxi's reach, she still held back.

That crown gave Ye Yuxi a very special feeling, as long as she stretched out her hand to take it, she could break through the barriers of cultivation, advance to Tianling, and become a generation of empress.

Who doesn't want the power to control the world?

However, there was always another voice in Ye Yuxi's heart reminding her.

No, you can't touch it. Everything in front of you is an illusion. Once you fall into it, you will be lost forever!

Finally, under Ye Yuxi's firm gaze, the crown symbolizing supreme power slowly slipped from the cliff and fell into the abyss.