For the time that followed, Lu Chuan sat cross-legged upon the Bodhi Seat, cultivating with his eyes closed, while the branches of the Bodhi Ancient Tree tightly wrapped around his body, its emerald-green limbs rippling.
Not long after Lu Chuan began cultivating with his eyes shut, the Bodhi Ancient Tree swayed its branches once more, and waves of strange fluctuations spread outward.
Immediately afterward, tears suddenly opened one after another throughout the space, and battered figures were spat out from within them.
These people were precisely those who had entered the Bodhi Ancient Tree alongside Lu Chuan earlier.
Since the negative emotions of the Dou Emperor within the Bodhi Ancient Tree had been cleared away, its naturally kind nature meant that it would no longer take the initiative to harm anyone.
Having suddenly appeared in this strange space, everyone's expressions changed. Many still had lingering terror on their faces, clearly understanding that everything they had experienced before had been an illusion.
"The Bodhi Ancient Tree is terrifying!"
Even Gu Nan Hai could no longer maintain his composure. Recalling the illusion from before, he could not help feeling cold sweat run down his back.
Had this sudden change not occurred, they might very well have remained in those illusions for the rest of their lives, eventually becoming puppets like those beneath the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
Hun Yu's expression was equally ugly. Within the illusion space, he had already risen to the position of Clan Leader of the Soul Clan. Now that he knew it had all been false, disappointment was inevitable.
Before long, everyone gradually recovered their senses and slowly suppressed the terror in their hearts.
They began examining this strange space brimming with vigorous life.
"The Bodhi Ancient Tree?"
This space was not large, so everyone's gazes quickly gathered upon