"How could there be so much glazed light within the Yaochi Immortal Realm?"
"Could this place be the Glazed World?"
Sha Wujin's mind trembled.
"Could everything before me be fake?"
Sha Wujin swept his gaze around. The members who should have been so familiar to him now seemed to be wearing masks in his eyes.
Instinctively.
He looked again at the Dao Venerable on the Glazed Glass Cup, only to discover that the once-clear face had now turned pitch-black as well.
And his superiors.
Heavenly Emperor Haotian and the Queen Mother wore the same masks.
"Could it be that the Myriad Forms Glazed Eye cannot see through their true appearances, so they end up as masks in my eyes?"
"In this world, only the Glazed Glass Cup is real. Everything else is fake."
"Are they all putting on this act for me?"
Sha Wujin had finally grasped part of the truth.
"What should I do next?"
"Do I still have to play along with them and keep up this farce of repairing the Glazed Glass Cup?"
Sha Wujin shook his head.
Though he had seen through part of the truth, Sha Wujin still did not know whom he could attack in this world.
He wanted to resist, yet he did not know where to begin.
Even if he wanted to start killing, he did not know how.
Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Amitabha Buddha pressed his palms together.
Though he did not know what had happened on Sha Wujin's end, he knew that Sha Wujin had likely noticed something.
But that did not matter.
So what if he knew it was an illusion?
The illusion of the Eastern Glazed World was filled with mighty figures. If Sha Wujin were truly asked to raise his butcher's blade, would he really dare begin