The smiles of Ning Hongye and the others in the illusion began to stiffen, and their eyes grew vacant.
Prajna Buddha's Son watched Xiao Yang from a distance, feeling somewhat surprised.
Xiao Yang's will was even firmer than he had imagined.
Even those old Quasi Emperors who had lived for thousands of years would be trapped for quite some time by his Great Prajna Heart Sutra. He had not expected Xiao Yang to react so quickly.
He increased the output of the Heart Sutra, and the scene in the illusion changed once again.
The beautiful scene from before instantly turned bloody.
Ning Hongye and the others fell one after another into pools of blood, their faces filled with despair and unwillingness.
"Husband, why didn't you save us..."
Ning Hongye's face was streaked with bloody tears as she reached out, as if trying to grasp something.
Xiao Yang watched this scene, and his heart clenched violently.
He could feel pain and despair so real that they reached the extreme. This illusion could actually touch the deepest fear and unwillingness in his heart.
But it was fake!
He clenched his teeth hard, and his gaze grew even more resolute.
"My heart is like iron, untempered by ten thousand tribulations!"
Xiao Yang roared, his voice like a great bell, shaking the entire illusion.
At that moment, the Chaos God-Demon Body within him erupted with dazzling light, and a mighty force surged out of his body.
"A mere illusion—break for me!"
Xiao Yang's roar was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire illusion until it began to tremble.
He looked at the bloody, false scenes before him, and a monstrous fury surged in his heart.
Prajna Buddha's Son had actually dared to use the people he loved most to shake his will. He had touched