Medusa and Xian'er Gone Dark

This seemingly incomparably real world slowly shattered and dissipated like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in water.

Wei Yang stepped out through that cracked "mirror."

As his vision blurred, then cleared again, he found himself in a strange space brimming with verdant vitality.

Within this space stood an ancient tree roughly a dozen or so zhang tall, as though it had existed since time immemorial.

The entire tree was emerald green, as if carved from the finest jade, radiating astonishing life force.

It was identical to the towering Bodhi Ancient Tree outside, except that this one appeared to be a proportionally scaled-down version.

Wei Yang paused slightly, then slowly descended onto the grass. With his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed somewhat darkly at the miniature Bodhi Ancient Tree before him.

He had finally met the real mastermind. It had created the earlier illusion.

At that moment, the space beside him twisted faintly, and a black figure stepped out.

Wei Yang glanced over. Xiao Yan had arrived.

He was not surprised.

It would have been strange if Xiao Yan, who held a Bodhi Child, could have been trapped by an illusion.

Now, the two fellow disciples who possessed powerful Heavenly Flames had both been drawn here by the Bodhi Ancient Tree, into this strange space.

"Brother Wei?"

After arriving, Xiao Yan first swept his gaze warily across the surroundings. Only then did his eyes settle on Wei Yang as he called out tentatively.

"It's me. Don't worry, this isn't an illusion." Wei Yang nodded.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan let out a soft breath and landed. He looked somewhat disheveled, and his aura was also slightly unstable.

Wei Yang raised a brow and asked, "What did you just go through? Why do you look like that?"

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