Chapter 92: Illusion?

As many forces in Boundless Heaven secretly surged because of Ye Wuque,

He himself, however, was sent away by the Transit Realm Shatter-Void Talisman, departing from the Imperial Apex Star Domain of the central region of Boundless Heaven, not knowing how far the transmission had carried him, nor how much time had passed.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at a strange place.

Space Power receded like a gentle tide, and the slight dizziness from the long transmission across the endless Star Domain was almost negligible for Ye Wuque's current soul strength.

He opened his eyes, and the sight that met him made him blink in surprise.

There was no desolate Star Domain as expected, no dangerous ancient battlefield, and no powerful enemies pursuing him.

Instead, there was a… utopia beyond words, its splendor and tranquility indescribable.

Underfoot lay a soft, exotic meadow exuding a faint fragrance; with each breath, pure air brimming with Life Essence flowed into his lungs, making his whole body feel at ease.

As far as the eye could see stretched an boundless, lush primeval forest, countless towering nameless ancient trees rising from the ground, their canopies blocking the sky, like a series of majestic ridges.

In the distance, an unimaginably vast river flowed silently, its surface glittering with gold-like specks under the sun; its width, estimated to span several light-years, was like a Star River lying across the land!

Even farther lay an endless, jade-green plain meeting the horizon, where the wind bent the grass and one could glimpse various gentle, mystical rare birds and beasts frolicking within.

Strange flowers and exotic grasses covered the ground, purple and red vying for beauty; many blossoms were as large as houses, radiating rosy light, bearing crystalline, translucent fruits that exuded an alluring fragrance.

The air was suffused with a unique Dao Rhythm of peace and tranquility, far removed from worldly turmoil.

Everything here was immense, ancient, and teeming with life to the extreme, yet existed in harmonious coexistence, as if forming a perfect world of its own.

"What a splendid cave-heaven and blessed land…"

Even with Ye Wuque's state of mind, he could not help being moved by this magnificent and peaceful scene, letting out a soft exclamation of admiration.

This formed a stark contrast to the slaughter, intrigue, and peril he had previously endured.

He restrained his breath and walked slowly, enjoying the rare scenery while releasing his Divine Sense to probe the reality of this world and seek any gathering of intelligent beings.

He needed to figure out exactly where the Transit Realm Shatter-Void Talisman had sent him.

As he walked through this picturesque landscape, Ye Wuque's mind relaxed a bit, even giving rise to a rare sense of leisure.

Gazing at the distant river like a Star River and the luminous spirit butterflies dancing among the flowers, he could not help thinking of his old friends far away in unknown places.

"Such an immortal realm—if Lao Feng were here too, we could sit on the ground, take out a jug of fine wine, drink freely, chat about heaven and earth, and enjoy this boundless scenery… what a delightfully carefree thing that would be."

Ye Wuque's lips curled into a faint smile, and a hint of longing flashed in his eyes.

His close brother Feng Caichen, who devoted his life to the sword path yet was also the most unrestrained and free-spirited, would surely love such a place.

However, as he continued onward, this feeling of leisure gradually gave way to a hint of doubt.

He proceeded at a steady pace in a straight direction for several hours, and with his current speed he had already crossed an unknown number of hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

But when he stopped and carefully sensed his surroundings, his brow furrowed slightly.

The surrounding environment… seemed somewhat too familiar.

That peculiarly shaped ancient tree, a hundred million meters tall like a phoenix spreading its wings; that stream flowing with seven-colored spring water; that valley where sapphire-blue trumpet-shaped giant flowers grew…

He seemed… to have returned to some place he had passed not long ago?

"An illusion?"

Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, he chose a direction and accelerated again, this time deliberately leaving behind some extremely faint Divine Sense marks.

After another few hours, when Ye Wuque stopped again, his expression turned grave.

The Divine Sense marks he had left clearly indicated that the path he had just traversed was a perfect… closed loop!

He appeared to be moving forward all along, but in fact he was continually circling back to the starting point within this vast expanse!

Despite his current understanding and perception of the Law of Space, he detected not a trace of spatial distortion or formation fluctuations!

All of this happened naturally and silently!

"Could it be… an illusion?"

A thought arose in Ye Wuque's mind.

If it is an illusion, then the level of this illusion is terrifyingly high!

So lifelike as to make one's hair stand on end, even his spiritual perception could not pierce it at first!

"If it truly is an illusion, it is far more bizarre and terrifying than any illusion I have ever known…"

Ye Wuque became fully alert, concentrating his soul power intensely and carefully sensing everything around him.

At the very moment he was fully on guard——

Buzz!

The surrounding scenery, like a reflection in water, rippled slightly.

The next instant, the world spun and shifted!

Ye Wuque found himself no longer standing in that primeval forest, but appearing in a small village at the foot of a mountain.

The sun set westward, cooking smoke curling lazily; he wore coarse hemp clothing, gripped a heavy axe in his hand, his palms covered in thick calluses, his muscles sore yet filled with the satisfaction of labor.

"Ergouzi! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and finish chopping firewood and go home for dinner! Your mother made your favorite steamed buns!"

A similarly dressed, dark-skinned man carrying a bundle of firewood walked past him, laughing and shouting.

Ye Wuque blinked slightly, Ergouzi?

Was he calling me?

He lowered his gaze to his hands—the rough texture, the weary body, the hungry stomach… everything felt utterly real.

He could even clearly recall that "he" had tripped while chopping wood on the mountain today, scraping his knee and feeling the pain.

An illusion?

No, this feeling… is clearly a real life!

He seemed to have become the woodcutter named Ergouzi, possessing complete memories, emotions, and bodily sensations.

Ye Wuque did not struggle against it, but instead went along with this force, experiencing everything.

Each day he went up the mountain to chop firewood, cared for his aging parents, developed a secret affection for the village girl Cuihua, and worked even harder to earn money to marry her… his life was poor, yet simple and fulfilling.

Spring passed, autumn came, his parents passed away one after another, he married Cuihua, had several children, the children gradually grew up...

He became a silent, slightly hunchbacked old woodcutter; finally, on a warm sunny afternoon, he lay on a recliner in the courtyard, listening to the laughter of his grandchildren, slowly closed his eyes, ending his life as Ergouzi.

Just as his consciousness was about to sink, Ye Wuque's deeply hidden id's spiritual light flickered slightly.

Hum!

The scene shifted again!