Countless celestial prodigies and veteran elders, whose wills were not firm, whose Dao hearts were not stable, who were entangled in obsessions, and whose desires were hard to satisfy, all fell into the illusion upon entering this place, were trapped for eternity, had their souls wither and die, and had their Dao foundations collapse, and finally turned into the dust of the secret realm to nourish the moonlight of the Tide Sea.
For countless millennia, the Cangming family has seen countless talented disciples perish here, with no one ever able to completely unravel the mystery of the illusion, reach the core, and obtain a perfect inheritance.
“The danger here lies not in killing, but in one’s state of mind.”
David’s gaze swept lightly across the entire gentle Tide Sea, his heart already understanding all its mysteries.
“The illusion is flawless and incredibly realistic. It can replicate all kinds of obsessions, desires, and regrets of all living beings. If one’s Dao heart is slightly flawed, one’s mind wavers slightly, or one’s obsessions become slightly entangled, one will instantly fall into it and never be able to escape for eternity.”
“The three of you will remain at the entrance to the secret realm, stabilize your minds, shut out distractions, guard your Dao heart, and refrain from rash actions, deep thoughts, or indulgence. Canfeng will accompany me deeper into the core to dispel the illusion and collect the inheritance.”
Jiang Xuelan, Ling Xiyue, and the disabled person immediately stood at the entrance of the secret realm, closed their eyes, concentrated, cleared their minds, and remained steadfast in their original positions, unaffected by the surrounding moonlight mist and gentle illusion, and waited patiently for David’s return.
David strode forward, venturing alone into the depths, with Canfeng close behind, protecting him. The two figures instantly blended into the moonlight and layers of mist, steadily exploring the core area of the deepest part of the secret realm, where the illusion was most intense and the Daoist charm was strongest.
The closer one gets to the core of the secret realm, the denser the moonlight, the brighter the starlight, the more stable the tides, and the purer the spiritual energy. The surrounding illusionary power also becomes more terrifying, more real, and more unsolvable.
Layers upon layers of moonlit mist shrouded the surroundings, blocking all sight, exploration, and perception. Only the gentle moonlight, the undulating tides, and the ethereal starlight remained in the world, creating an atmosphere that was extremely gentle, extremely healing, and extremely alluring.
The next instant, the surrounding world suddenly changed drastically and was completely overturned.
The gentle tidal sea and the bright moonlight vanished in an instant, replaced by a battlefield of blood-red skies, mountains of corpses, broken flags and shattered weapons, and piles of bones—a battlefield where the heavens fought for supremacy.
This is David’s exclusive obsession-filled illusion, replicating all the bloody battles, desperate situations, and deep-seated hatred he has experienced along the way.
The countless elite cultivators of Silu and Xuanqiu roared and frantically attacked, while powerful figures from all races of the heavens joined forces, their killing intent overwhelming. Those who had once stood shoulder to shoulder with them fell to their deaths, and all those they knew perished.
The overwhelming sense of oppression from the chaos of war, the collapse of heaven and earth, and the raging sea of blood swept over him, replicating all the tragic and desperate situations and heavy fates he had experienced in his life.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, facing such an illusion that perfectly replicates their entire life experience, their mind would tremble, their Dao heart would waver, their obsessions would erupt, and they would instantly fall into it, trapped within it for eternity, unable to escape.
David stood calmly on the blood-red battlefield, his expression indifferent, his mind undisturbed, and his eyes undisturbed.
Throughout his journey, he has been decisive in killing, pure in heart, steadfast in his Daoist beliefs, and single-minded in his convictions, free from greed, delusion, anger, fear, regret, and remorse.
Chaos, blood feuds, desperate battles, and immense pressure from all heavens have long been trampled under his feet, integrated into his Dao heart, and transformed into the foundation for his progress. They can no longer shake his original heart in the slightest or disturb his Dao essence in the slightest.
“A mere illusion, a mirage, dares to deceive my true nature?”
David spoke calmly, his voice clear and cold, his mind lucid.
With a raised finger, a flash of golden light appeared.
Buzz—!!!
The pure, flawless golden light of alchemy swept across the entire blood-red illusion, instantly crushing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, shattering battlefields, dissolving the blood-red sky, and dispelling all obsessions and illusions.
In an instant, all illusions shattered and vanished, and the surrounding world was restored to its former state of clear moonlight, gentle tidal sea, brilliant starlight, and peace and tranquility.
Moving forward, breaking through layers of illusion.
Ahead, countless top-tier illusions come one after another, layer upon layer, pressing ever closer.
There is a supreme and glorious illusion where one can ascend to the top of all heavens, overlook all races, and be the only one of supreme beings throughout the ages.
It is a perfect and beautiful dream world where life is peaceful, time is gentle, loved ones are by your side, and you are carefree.
It is a warm and dreamlike worldly realm filled with tender affection, lingering affection, and a peaceful life.
There is a dreamlike world of unwavering original aspirations, ease and smooth sailing, no strife or conflict, and a smooth path every step of the way.