"Ah!"
Yang Lingtian's eyes were bloodshot. The string of his reason snapped completely at that moment.
Endless fury and killing intent erupted from his chest like lava from purgatory!
"Who? Who did this? Get out here and face your death!"
He roared madly as his Chaos Divine Power erupted without reservation.
The Sky-Piercing Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and he hacked wildly at those illusory scenes.
Yet the sword light passed straight through them, leaving the illusions completely unharmed. Instead, they grew even more lifelike.
Yiyue's painful moans and despairing gaze echoed in his mind like a curse, battering his Dao heart and driving him nearly insane.
Just as his mind was about to be devoured completely by fury and his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse—
"Pfft!"
Yang Lingtian suddenly bit down on the tip of his tongue.
A piercing pain, accompanied by the bloody taste filling his mouth, tore through the crimson madness in his mind like a bolt of lightning, forcing a moment of clarity upon him.
No. None of this is real.
The killing formation is using my attachment to Yiyue to shake my mind and breed my heart demon.
"Chaos Suppresses the Heart, All Evil Disperses!" Yang Lingtian roared inwardly.
The depths of his sea of consciousness trembled violently, and an ancient, vast, primordial Chaos Power surged forth.
Like a gray ocean, it instantly flooded his entire sea of consciousness.
When those false illusions and shrill wails encountered this most primordial power, they began peeling away layer by layer and melting inch by inch, hissing like snow beneath the blazing sun.
Clarity returned to Yang Lingtian's eyes.
Yet beneath that clarity lay a chill more bone-deep than ten thousand years of profound ice.
"Using my obsession to turn it into my heart