"Damn it!"
Jiang Ping An felt the black smiling face frantically corrupting his Divine Soul Tree, filling him with shock and rage.
He knew that once the Divine Soul Tree was completely dyed black, he would utterly become a puppet of the Paradise Sect, sinking into that false happiness and never breaking free again.
Fine beads of sweat seeped across Jiang Ping An's forehead as anxiety gnawed at him.
"Absolutely cannot let it succeed!"
Jiang Ping An clenched his teeth, a flash of resolve passing through his eyes.
His Invincible Belief erupted, and he poured Divine Power into the Divine Soul Tree. With the aid of powerful Mental Power and Divine Power, he temporarily slowed the spread of the black smiling face.
Yet the black smiling face's power far exceeded his imagination. Even when he pushed his Divine Power with all his strength, he still could not stop the Divine Soul Tree from gradually turning black.
"What should I do? What can I do?"
"With my current soul strength, I simply can't withstand this power's invasion."
"Should I kill myself and return to the real spacetime?"
"But if I kill myself, will my real-self in the real spacetime be affected too?"
Jiang Ping An wanted to kill himself and return to the real spacetime, but he did not dare gamble on it, afraid that death would not solve the problem.
Jiang Ping An's will gradually reached its breaking point, and the corners of his mouth had already begun to crack.
At that moment, the Heavenly Immortal souls hanging from the branches began to jeer.
"This guy is dead for sure. I've read about it in ancient books—this is the Paradise Divine Seal of the Paradise Sect. Not even God-level Experts can withstand it."
"The Paradise Sect? The Paradise Divine Seal?