After so ti of understanding, Ye Fan discovered that this illusion was nearly flawless. It presented a new worldview where everyone existed, but with differences from reality.
"Do I have to break this illusion by using the most primitive thod, destruction?"
Ye Fan felt the reality of the environnt around him. Even the Tongling Mirror couldn’t tell the real from the fake. Only his consciousness told him this couldn’t be reality. Even if it was a dream, his dream was lucid, and Xi He couldn’t confuse him with matters of human emotion.
"Senior, I found the flaw!" Ye Fan stood on the rooftop of the Emali Building and said with a smile.
No one responded to him. At this ti, Xi He’s true form would not appear here because Xi He’s true form itself was a flaw.
"Perhaps you don’t believe , thinking I don’t have the ability to solve the riddle you set. But you forget one fundantal thing: Earth’s civilization far exceeds your imagination. You think you can replicate Earth’s civilization, making believe this is real, but you don’t understand the inherent aning of civilization at all!"
Ye Fan said this as he walked to a surveillance cara on the rooftop. This cara was rely an imitation of a scene from Earth; it had no real functionality.
After Ye Fan used his cultivation to dismantle the cara, what was inside wasn’t intricate chanical parts, but sand and dirt.
"Externally, you can imitate however you like, but internally, you lack understanding and can’t mimic, because you simply don’t comprehend what these things are truly for!"
With confidence on his face, Ye Fan felt that the world of this illusion had started to loosen. The sky grew overcast, and it began to rain. The raindrops were black.
He could largely understand this as a defensive chanism Xi He had prepared while creating this illusion, using the black rain to instill fear in the mortals within the illusion, thereby stopping Ye Fan from investigating further.
"You can’t break my illusion, it’s impossible!" Xi He’s voice appeared in Ye Fan’s mind, but Ye Fan heard that Xi He’s aura seed unsteady, likely struggling to sustain this illusionary world with cultivation.
"Senior, you only thought that the greatest difference between the illusion you created and the real world is the human heart. So you created different human emotions and events, making people of two worlds live in different states, thinking that this could create a real world. But you overlooked the creativity of real mortals!" Ye Fan said, "In the real world, everyone has their own consciousness. They are not controlled by anyone. They can realize their potential and transform the world, with new inventions pushing the world forward. But in your illusion, aside from , everyone else’s consciousness is imagined by you. Your personal creativity determines the creativity of all of them, making this world stagnant! This is the biggest flaw in your illusion!"
Xi He’s voice continued to co: "Kid, you speak well, but how can you walk out of my illusion?"
"I don’t need to walk out of the illusion because it’s inherently illusory. The one that truly needs to walk out is not my senses, but my heart. As long as I close my eyes and return to the original world, no matter how many illusionary sounds, images, and five senses are around , I won’t pay them any mind because they are just a void!"
Ye Fan said as he closed his eyes, making him unable to see the surrounding world. No matter what sound entered his ears, he ignored it completely. He created a small enclosed space that belonged only to him within the illusion.
With Ye Fan’s cultivation, he had reached a level where he could alter very narrow spaces. Although Xi He used various illusions to confound him, the illusion he himself created could isolate these false realities.
"Ye Fan... wake up, I’m Zhao Jun!"
"Ye Fan, don’t die, I’m Xiaoman!"
...One by one, the illusions changed their initial settings. People like Li Zhaojun and Lu Xiaoman, who originally didn’t know Ye Fan, suddenly rushed to him. They tried to pull him back into the illusion with words and by physically approaching him to make him feel the warmth of this world. But at this mont, Ye Fan was like a majestic unmoving Buddha statue, unaffected by any changes around him.
"Appearances arise from the heart, Senior, don’t force it." Ye Fan sat cross-legged, having no need to pay attention to the illusions Xi He created for him, as he only needed to imrse himself in the illusion he made for himself.
The two were still in a battle of wills, comparing who had the stronger determination. Although Ye Fan’s cultivation was inferior to Xi He’s, his spiritual power was particularly robust. Using his most steadfast mind, he shut out all external sensory experiences. After enduring more than an hour of struggle, there was finally no sound around Ye Fan. When he opened his eyes again, he was inside the villa room where he had previously been with Yang Xiaoting and Qin ngyao, the surroundings empty but vaguely sensing Sang Yuan’s presence.
"Young master, is there anything you need?" Sang Yuan walked over, looking at Ye Fan, not quite understanding what had changed about him.
"You sent the two girls back, how long ago?" Ye Fan asked, unsure if he had returned to the real world.
"In the blink of an eye, slave... fulfilled the young master’s instructions," Sang Yuan replied.
"Hmm," Ye Fan nodded, knowing that the day’s events were similar to when Xi He first perford the illusion before him. No matter how much ti passed in the illusion, in reality, only a mont had elapsed.
"Where is Xi He?" Ye Fan asked.
"Slave... has never seen her," Sang Yuan responded.
Ye Fan said nothing, sensing a strong presence of spiritual energy in the living room. When he opened the door and went downstairs, he saw Xi He sitting cross-legged on the ground, blood at the corner of her mouth.
Xi He, for the second ti, lost to Ye Fan in a spiritual power struggle. She opened her eyes to look at Ye Fan, with a hint of disdain on her face.
"I thought that by blocking the Tongling Mirror within you, I could imprison you in my illusion forever, that you could never escape. Unexpectedly... you could directly escape with spiritual power! Youngster Ye, consider yourself capable. This ti... I’ll admit I lost!" Xi He’s tone carried a sense of helplessness.
Spiritual power determines the highest level of cultivation. Ye Fan’s spiritual power being stronger than hers also suggests that Ye Fan’s cultivation potential is very strong, possibly higher than her peak achievents. She was already sowhat disheartened.
"Since I have completed the senior’s trial, I shall take my leave. The senior should adhere to your promise, not to trouble or coerce again, right?" Ye Fan said, not waiting for Xi He to reply, and left the villa with Sang Yuan.
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