Wang Yang watched countless fragments appear in the surrounding space, as though glass were shattering.
The cracks kept spreading.
It seemed the entire world had begun to split apart.
"What's going on?"
"The illusion is collapsing?"
"A complete breakdown? Impossible, you couldn't possibly do this!"
A somewhat shrill voice rang out from the sky.
It echoed across the heavens.
The voice was extremely piercing, like someone scraping their nails across glass, and was grating to hear.
"So you were the one who gave me this illusion!"
Hearing the voice, Wang Yang spoke with a hint of a smile.
"Impossible, what did you do?"
The voice spoke strangely, filled with disbelief.
"I just don't want to dream anymore!"
Wang Yang spoke slowly.
"Impossible! This is clearly the universe you dreamed of returning to. You couldn't possibly escape so easily!"
The voice clearly could not understand. This was plainly the world Wang Yang wanted to return to.
Now he had presented everything before Wang Yang.
He had even placed the person Wang Yang once liked before him, so why had Wang Yang actually chosen to give it up?
"I do miss it, and the surroundings here really are lifelike!"
Wang Yang looked at the familiar people before him, seeming to savor the past.
"Unfortunately, a fake is still a fake. Reality has flaws because it cannot be perfect. That is reality!"
"If your life is controlled by someone else, you might feel fulfilled for a short time, but eventually, you'll give it up too!"
Wang Yang wielded such tremendous power.
Naturally, he did not like being controlled by others and living like a puppet on strings.
Although he was only a mortal too, he had desires of his own.
Having obtained tremendous power, how could he give it up easily?
Humans were