BTTH : Emperor Yang

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The world before him, which had seemed so vivid and real, shattered like an illusion reflected in water, slowly dispersing into nothingness.

Wei Yang stepped out from within the fractured ”mirror.” As his vision blurred for a brief moment and then cleared, he found himself standing within a strange space overflowing with verdant vitality.

In the center of this space stood an ancient tree, roughly ten or so zhang tall, appearing eternal and immovable.

The tree’s entire body glimmered with a jade-green hue, as though carved from the purest emerald, emanating an astonishing life force. It looked exactly like the colossal Bodhisattva Ancient Tree from the outside world, only this one seemed to be a scaled-down version.

Wei Yang’s figure paused slightly before he descended gently onto the grassy ground. With his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed at the smaller Bodhisattva Ancient Tree before him, eyes faintly shadowed with darkness.

Finally, he was seeing the real source. The illusion earlier—it had been this thing’s doing. At that moment, the space beside him rippled, and from the distorted void stepped out a black-clad figure. Wei Yang glanced over—it was that brat, Xiao Yan. He wasn’t surprised.

With the Bodhisattva Seed in his hand, if even Xiao Yan had been trapped by an illusion that would have been strange.

Now, both senior and junior brothers, each wielding powerful Heavenly Flames, had been drawn in by the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, arriving together in this mysterious inner world.

”Brother Wei?”

Upon arriving, Xiao Yan first swept his wary gaze across the surroundings, then finally focused on Wei Yang, calling out cautiously.

”It’s me. Relax, this isn’t an illusion,” Wei Yang nodded.

Hearing that, Xiao Yan exhaled softly and descended. At this moment, he looked rather disheveled, his aura slightly unstable. Seeing this, Wei Yang raised an eyebrow and asked, ”What happened to you just now? Why do you look like that?”

Xiao Yan smacked his lips but didn’t answer. Instead, he gave Wei Yang a strange look.

”What, did you run into me inside the illusion?” Wei Yang was startled.

Xiao Yan silently nodded.

More than just ”ran into.” Inside that illusion, his final opponent had been none other than Wei Yang himself!

What began as a friendly spar had escalated into a life-and-death battle. Both sides went completely berserk, their eyes bloodshot, reason lost, unable to stop even if they wanted to. It became a duel that would determine not just victory and defeat—but survival itself.

That fight had nearly destroyed the entire Ancient Wasteland Region. At first, Xiao Yan had actually been eager for the spar. He had been curious—just how strong was Wei Yang’s true power?

So before leaving the Ancient Wasteland Region to settle scores with the Hall of Souls and Hun Clan, he’d acted on impulse and challenged Wei Yang, who readily agreed. But now, recalling it, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but feel a lingering sense of fear—and a twinge of regret.

The terrifying clash between Ten Sun Destruction and Angry Buddha Lotus Flame... even thinking of it now sent chills down his spine. Had he not regained his senses at the very last moment, who could say how that fight would have ended?

It was absurd. In theory, within an illusion, Xiao Yan—as the ”main character” of that illusion—should have been the strongest existence. Indeed, within that realm, he had been overwhelmingly powerful, like a ruler of the world who could kill anyone with a thought.

Yet even so, he couldn’t gain any advantage over Wei Yang. Wei Yang’s combat strength was so great that even Xiao Yan, the ”protagonist” of the illusion, couldn’t suppress him!

Hiss~

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. It was like glimpsing the tip of a beast through a crack—just a fraction of Wei Yang’s true power was already monstrous.

If even a copy of Wei Yang could be that strong, then in the real world, the true Wei Yang must be far more terrifying—several times stronger at least.

After all, the Wei Yang in that illusion was fake, a mere imitation, not the real deal. A replica will never surpass the original. Xiao Yan silently made a decision in his heart.

From now on, never again will I be dumb enough to challenge Wei Yang.

As his thoughts drifted, Xiao Yan slowly raised his hand and spread his fingers. Resting quietly in his palm was a jade-green bead—the Bodhisattva Seed Wei Yang had secretly handed to him earlier when they approached the base of the tree.

If not for this item helping him dispel the chaotic illusions in his mind, Xiao Yan might have remained forever lost in that illusion—or worse, been killed by Wei Yang within it. At best, the result would’ve been mutual destruction.

After all, even if it was only a replica of Wei Yang, the version inside the illusion could still unleash a replica of Ten Sun Destruction—and that was still Ten Sun Destruction!

Once a person’s consciousness died within the illusion, their soul in reality would likely collapse as well, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell—a walking corpse. Just like those five Ban Sheng puppets.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but feel a lingering chill run down his spine.

”Brother Wei, it’s really thanks to you giving me this Bodhisattva Seed beforehand. Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have made it out this time,” Xiao Yan exhaled deeply and spoke softly.

”My strength and soul power are both stronger than yours,” Wei Yang replied calmly. ”That’s why I thought it’d be safer if you held the Bodhisattva Seed. It serves as a safeguard—if one of us got into trouble, the other could come to the rescue. This way, we wouldn’t both go down together.”

”Mm.” Xiao Yan nodded, then frowned with concern. ”I just don’t know how Cai Lin and the others are doing right now.”

Immediately, both men’s gazes darkened as they turned toward the smaller Bodhisattva Ancient Tree standing not far ahead.

If anything happened... they would go absolutely berserk, no hesitation at all—they’d rip this damned tree out by its roots.

The combined force of Ten Sun Destruction and Angry Buddha Lotus Flame... a dual-core explosion. Could the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree even survive that?

As the two men stared, the jade-green Bodhisattva Ancient Tree suddenly trembled slightly. A series of glowing orbs drifted out from within its trunk, floating in midair before them. The orbs shimmered, revealing images inside them.

At a glance, both Wei Yang and Xiao Yan’s expressions changed.

The figures inside the glowing spheres were the very same people who had entered the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree with them earlier—Medusa, Xian’er, Ah Da, Gu Xun’er, as well as Hun Yu and Jiu Feng. Everyone was there, not a single one missing.

Yet it was clear that they were all trapped within their own illusions.

Wei Yang frowned, focusing on the orb containing Xian’er’s image. Inside that vision appeared a white-haired woman in white robes, her expression cold and terrifying as she unleashed waves of poisonous miasma.

Everything in her path perished; countless strong experts tried to stop her, but all were corroded by venom, their bodies rotting away until they died screaming. It was a scene of utter apocalypse.

Xian’er—had completely fallen into darkness! Not out of loss of control—but out of corruption. Who knew what she had experienced inside the illusion, for someone like her, with such a calm and gentle nature, to commit such devastation?

”What the hell are you trying to do?!” Xiao Yan roared, his whole body trembling with fury.

Within another orb, Medusa’s situation was no better. She had transformed into her true form—the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python—and was also... destroying the world!

Her massive body coiled through the skies as dark clouds surged, surrounded by countless streaks of multicolored lightning.

Every time she opened her jaws, innumerable living beings were swallowed whole. Everywhere she passed turned to slaughter. Her savagery was no less than Xian’er’s.

Wei Yang’s lips twitched. As expected, when women truly lost control, they could be even more terrifying than men. Inside their respective illusions, not only were Wei Yang and Xiao Yan absent—even the children were nowhere to be seen.

There was no trace of little Xiao Xiao, nor Ye’er or Shuo’er. No wonder the two women had gone insane—no wonder they were destroying the world. Bodhisattva Ancient Tree... you really know how to provoke women in the worst possible way.

Aren’t you afraid you’ll go too far and destroy yourself in the process? A woman who had lost both her husband and her children—her madness was unimaginable.

One possessed the Woeful Poison Body, and the other was a Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python. Just thinking about it made one’s scalp tingle. Even Hun Tiandi himself would probably retreat three steps and dare not show his face.

Good thing Qing Lin wasn’t here. If you added a mutated Nine-Headed Ancient Heaven Serpent into the mix, everyone might as well just delete their characters and restart the world—it’d be game over.

Whoosh!

A purple-brown Heavenly Flame erupted around Xiao Yan’s body, forming into a blazing fire dragon that coiled protectively around him, its fierce gaze locked on the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree. He looked ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

You couldn’t blame him for being so tense—the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree was simply too strange. Those hyper-realistic illusions could completely blur the line between truth and falsehood.

Even Ban Sheng puppets with souls bordering on the Heavenly Realm couldn’t withstand its influence—let alone Medusa, whose soul was still only at the peak Mortal Realm

If something truly happened to her... Xiao Yan didn’t even dare to imagine it. How would he face his daughter afterward?

Seeing Xiao Yan’s agitation, Wei Yang calmly spread out his palm. Within it floated a pitch-black sun, compressed to the extreme, radiating a violent and unstable energy wave. He had secretly prepared this ”nuclear bomb” long ago.

Holding the black sun, Wei Yang spoke faintly, ”Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, you brought the two of us here. What exactly do you want?”

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