He wasn't an idiot. How could he fall for such obvious manipulation?
Besides, after the trial of joy, Tang Chen had already begun to build up resistance to emotional manipulation.
He saw through this scenario with ease.
He even took the chance to show off a little.
The moment Tang Chen realized it was only an illusion, the scene shattered around him.
Tang Chen was expelled from the illusory space.
"Seven Emotions Trial, trial of anger: Penetrate!"
"Proceed to the next trial."
Having completed the trial of anger, Tang Chen immediately asked to continue.
He intended to finish the first six trials, then stretch the last one out for a year or two.
"Seven Emotions Trial, trial of sorrow: begin!"
Tang Chen was drawn into the illusory space once more.
The instant he entered, every color in the world drained away.
Heaven and earth turned gray and deathly still. The sky was dim, the wind cold, the ground colder. Not a trace of warmth remained anywhere.
There were no familiar enemies, no battles. Only a bone-deep desolation settled heavily over Tang Chen's soul.
The illusion of sorrow seized on every regret in a person's life, everything they had lost, every moment that had come too late.
Within it, Tang Chen endured parting after parting and pain he could never undo.
Friends who had once fought at his side faded before his eyes. No matter how desperately he reached for them, his fingers passed through their vanishing shadows. Loved ones who had once shielded him slowly fell, the light leaving their eyes, never to open them again. Everything he had fought with all his strength to protect broke before him again and again, crumbling to ash.
Tang Chen tried everything he could to save them.
But in this place, effort meant