"Master, allow me to attend to your bath." A breathtakingly beautiful young woman with an ethereal, immortal-like aura spoke softly.
Day after day...
Until one day, Wang Ji saw an image.
It showed a powerful expert standing in a dreamlike secret realm with a longsword in hand, calm and at ease, as though heaven and earth lay beneath his feet.
"Clang!" Wang Ji seemed to hear the cry of a sword. It was the sword in his heart, long buried away.
"What kind of freedom is this? The freedom I want should be standing atop the highest clouds, quietly watching them gather and drift. I should be able to go wherever I want. I should be able to see whatever scenery I wish. I should not be bound by any tangible thing!" Wang Ji murmured. "That would be Universe-level... no, World Master... no! Immortal, Venerable, Master of the Universe, Hunyuan... Ha! So it was an illusion!"
The moment he thought of Immortals, the illusion rapidly collapsed. "Yes, this is the freedom I want. This is my heart, my path. Transcendence, freedom! Without transcendence, where could freedom come from? What kind of freedom can be so easily shattered and restrained?"
"I want to transcend everything!" Wang Ji let out a breath. "What an Illusion Sea!"
Everything around him swiftly dissipated, revealing an ancient, unadorned hall before him. This was the Illusion Sea's true form.
"Creak..."
A wooden door slowly opened. "Second stage passed! Please enter the third stage, the Heart-Questioning Ladder."
Wang Ji walked through the wooden door and found himself high in the sky. A celestial stairway stretching to the ends of the clouds appeared before him.
"Step!" Wang Ji climbed onto the first stair.
"Step! Step!" It grew heavier and more exhausting.
Wang Ji used all his strength, climbing