Sending Li Yue, Lin Tian, and Hao Tian—the three emperors—into reincarnation, as well as killing Yun Guang, had all gone too smoothly, making Xu Chunniang unable to suppress her suspicions.
Was everything she had experienced truly real, or was it all an illusion?
Ye Qinghuang's schemes and calculations spanning tens of thousands of years were certainly formidable, but could she truly plot against Li Yue, Lin Tian, Hao Tian, and Yun Guang—four emperors who were also Perfected Persons—to such an extent?
A Perfected Person was the ultimate state of humanity. Even if the four emperors, including Li Yue, lacked the heart of a Perfected Person, they could resonate with Heaven and Earth. Could they truly be dealt with so easily?
At this thought, Xu Chunniang felt her soul become clearer than ever before. Ye Qinghuang certainly possessed extraordinary abilities, but by her calculations alone, she could not possibly leave no drop of water unaccounted for.
Yet if all of this was an illusion, it felt far too real.
Truth and falsehood intermingled, reality and illusion impossible to distinguish. It was like reaching into a mirror to pluck a flower, or into water to seize the moon—yet truly drawing forth a real flower from the world within the mirror, and fishing up a bright moon from the bottomless water.
But just as this thought flashed through Xu Chunniang's mind, the grotesquely ruined Bone Mountain suddenly cracked apart inch by inch before her eyes, replaced by a scene both familiar and strange.
This was nowhere else—it was the place where she had previously gone into seclusion to consume the Mystic Wood Fruit!
Xu Chunniang was deeply shocked. Could everything she had experienced these past days truly have been nothing more than an illusion?
Yet the rage and unwillingness of the three emperors