Liu Bai closed his eyes and sensed everything around him.
The aura of Divinity, the pressure of a Deity, and that familiar Immortal Spirit Qi... everything felt so real, as if he had never left.
Something was wrong.
Liu Bai suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them.
His Soul Power silently spread out like an invisible net, enveloping the entire God Realm.
The powerful perception of an Emperor Realm Soul allowed him to notice subtle details that ordinary people could never detect.
Very quickly, he discovered something unusual.
Though the auras of those Deities were powerful, they lacked a certain liveliness.
They were like puppets on strings, their movements stiff and their expressions rigid, as if they were being controlled by someone.
Even Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong, though more animated than those Deities, had a faint, unnatural emptiness deep within their eyes upon closer inspection.
More importantly, his Godheads were gone.
In the God Realm, he should have been able to clearly sense his Fire God King Godhead and Asura God King Godhead.
But now, he could sense nothing. The two Godheads bound to his soul seemed to have vanished into thin air.
An Illusion.
The corner of Liu Bai's mouth curled up slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.
The Bodhi Ancient Tree truly was no simple thing.
This Illusion was so realistic that if he had not possessed an Emperor Realm Soul, he might really have been deceived.
However, now that he had seen through it, there was nothing to fear.
"Break."
Liu Bai spoke softly as the power of his Emperor Realm Soul erupted.
Boom!!
An invisible Soul Storm swept outward in all directions from him.
Wherever the storm passed, the God Realm began to collapse. The Seven-Colored