Illusion Sea

Knowing one's limits is only one side of the coin.

Some things are simply beyond your control.

Therefore, one must find a way to become a King Rank Immortal. Once you reach the level of a King Rank Immortal, even if you die, you can be resurrected.

The prerequisite is that you have not been soul-controlled. You must hold fast to your true heart at the final moment, refuse to be controlled, and forcibly self-destruct.

Then, you simply wait for the day your race arranges for a Universe Master to resurrect you.

Li Dui was quite worried about this aspect. It was true that his body was born on Earth. He should be able to share in the soul talent of Earthlings. If he could become a King Rank Immortal in the future, his willpower and consciousness strength should be higher than others at the same rank.

But he was no longer the original Li Dui. He did not know if that talent had been erased due to his transmigration.

Sigh, I am not the protagonist, Li Dui sighed inwardly.

Look at Luo Feng; when his rank was low, he had the clone talent, so he wasn't afraid to risk his life. When his rank was high and he had to face enemies with soul-control abilities, he had the Star Tower. Even if he only used the tower beads to guard his soul, it was incomparable to ordinary supreme treasures.

It wasn't that Li Dui hadn't thought about obtaining a life form with clone talent to perform a soul transfer. Even if he didn't have the capital to exchange for one now, he could save up slowly. If he couldn't find anything great, he could just do what Luo Feng did—get a Golden Horned Beast and create four bodies; that would be quite comfortable too.

Thinking deeper, he didn't dare to do so. If he performed a soul transfer, heaven knows if the Hula Hoop would still be there.

Unless, one day the Hula Hoop was discovered and the higher-ups wanted to take it away; then he would demand some compensation. He would ask them to provide a suitable target for a soul transfer.

"Xiao Le, teleport to the Illusion Sea Plane."

Li Dui wanted to test the strength of his willpower and consciousness.

Illusion Sea Plane.

Black waves surged, crashing against the cliffs on the shore again and again.

Li Dui flew straight toward the first island. He believed that his experiences over the past thirty-odd years had not been in vain. At the very least, he should be able to reach the willpower level of a normal Universe Rank.

If he couldn't even manage that, he would truly have to tuck his head in and hole up in the Battle Axe Secret Realm for hundreds or thousands of years, slowly improving his mental cultivation before considering anything else.

Li Dui understood that he was not Hong or Thor, and certainly not Luo Feng. Everyone's experiences were different. The paths of mental cultivation for those three might not necessarily suit him. He could only take things one step at a time.

He stepped onto the first island.

"You are not Li Dui. Who are you? How dare you sneak into my Chaos City." A blurry figure hovered in mid-air, roaring with endless pressure.

"Do illusions manifest from the heart?" Li Dui ignored the figure and looked around. "It looks quite real." This was the rooftop where he had lived for nearly thirty years.

The illusion was indeed realistic, but unfortunately, his consciousness could clearly perceive the difference between himself and the illusion; there was a sense of being out of place.

"Very good, this shows that my willpower has at least reached the Universe Rank." While feeling gratified, Li Dui drew his blade and slashed at the blurry figure.

In an instant, the illusion shattered, and the scene of the island returned.

In the distance, the sea was as black as ink. A touch of white slowly emerged from the void.

That was the second island.

It would only appear after one had passed the first island.

Li Dui took flight and rushed toward the second island. At this moment, his heart was singing. Reaching the willpower of a normal Universe Rank was an affirmation. It confirmed that in just thirty years, he had truly transformed from an ordinary person into a Universe Rank powerhouse.

"Thud."

As soon as he landed, the illusion enveloped Li Dui.

"Congratulations, Li Dui."

"Congratulations. Since you have become a King Rank, some things should be told to you." Hong's expression was serious.

"In view of your outstanding performance, my teacher, the Lord of Virtual Gold, wishes to summon you."

"Haha, the illusion really loves to play these games. Inner fear? Unfortunately, this island cannot stop me." Li Dui laughed loudly, drew his blade, and slashed at the stunned Hong.

The illusion shattered.

This time, the sense of detachment between himself and the illusion was slightly weaker than on the first island.

Li Dui ascended and rushed toward the third island, which was still emerging.

"Fake, get lost." He slashed angrily with the long blade in his hand.

His opponent, with short black hair and cold eyes, easily blocked Li Dui's full-force attack.

"I really underestimated you. This strike has the power of an Immortal God. It seems the treasure in your brain is no small matter. Unfortunately, you have encountered me, Luo Feng. You are no match for me. Hand over the item; you cannot keep it. Give it to me, and I will compensate you."

Li Dui's consciousness was somewhat blurred; he could no longer independently distinguish between reality and the illusion. He relied entirely on his willpower to persist, constantly reminding himself that this was fake. Unfortunately, he could no longer hold on.

In reality, the muscles on Li Dui's face, as he sat cross-legged on his bed, twitched.

Not long ago, he discovered that he was sinking deeper and deeper into the illusion, on the verge of being unable to extricate himself. Subconsciously, he wanted to summon the "Ring."

Because doing so had brought him many benefits in the past.

Things that were usually easy to do were incredibly difficult this time. Furthermore, the distraction of summoning the "Ring" actually intensified the illusion's influence on him.

Just as Li Dui's willpower was about to sink into the abyss.

The "Ring," shimmering with brilliant light, suddenly appeared in his mind.

He succeeded!

In an instant, within Li Dui's senses, the once incredibly realistic illusion changed. It seemed to have transformed into a low-quality holographic projection, where every ray of light was jagged and flickered from time to time.

As long as he wished, with a gentle wave of his hand, this illusion would dissipate.

Holy crap. Li Dui cursed inwardly. This is too damn impressive. Does this mean that illusions and the like are nothing but farts to me now?

He waved his hand, and the illusion shattered. He wanted to head to the next island to test it out. He wanted to see if the Ring could still hold up against the Seventh Island, which was rumored to be impassable for many World Lords.

Yes, the one he had just passed was the Sixth Island. Relying on his own strength, Li Dui had fought his way here. He had fallen just a little short, unable to go any further.

This achievement had already far exceeded his expectations. He had originally thought that making it past the Fourth Island would be good enough.

In the deepest part of the Illusion Sea, on the edge of the Twenty-First Island, an old man wearing a golden robe, with black scales covering his exposed hands, neck, and face, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hm? This kid is actually from the Battle Axe Secret Realm? To be able to endure past the Sixth Island is truly not bad."

After muttering a few words to himself, the old man closed his eyes once more.

This level was indeed not bad, but that was all there was to it. The old man didn't even bother to carefully check Li Dui's background. He didn't even notice that Li Dui belonged to the same race as the three freaks who had shocked him three times over the past ten thousand years.

Seventh Island.

Li Dui maintained his connection with the Ring and descended onto the island.

Unsurprisingly, he remained completely detached from the illusion. It was just like watching a holographic projection, "watching" himself lying on a hospital bed.

The cramped ward, the layout of the hospital from his memories, and those instruments.

This is... Earth?

Click.

The ward door was pushed open. A young man walked in.

"Brother! You're awake?" The young man was overjoyed to see Li Dui with his eyes open.

"Dad, Mom! Come quickly, my brother is awake!" The young man shouted as he ran out the door.

A moment later, the sound of hurried, chaotic footsteps came from outside the door.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down Li Dui's eyes. He whispered to himself, "Dad, Mom."

Then, he severed his connection with the Ring.