Although he felt confident he could hold off Ye Li, Li Zhi still had many questions about what had just happened.
As the core of the formation, he felt that the pressure from the formation had not weakened; it was still the same state that Ye Li had just entered.
One person carries the pressure equivalent to tens of thousands of people. If he hadn't brought so many students with him, he wouldn't have been able to manage on his own...
"If I were alone, I might have died suddenly when the Taiping Heavenly King entered?"
He did a quick calculation and broke out in a cold sweat.
To repay the late emperor's kindness and for the sake of the great cause of the nation, he was prepared to die.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have ambushed the Taiping army here.
However, he feared that his death would be meaningless; if the formation were activated and the prime minister were to die suddenly, it would be too dramatic.
As for why it has become like this?
"The sounds I heard became clearer and clearer..."
Ye Li felt that his power had become much more active after entering the vast white mist.
His power comes from his unwavering devotion to all living beings.
By slaying villains shrouded in bloodlust, one can purify their obsessions, and their cries become Ye Li's power.
A portion of the lingering resentment entered Ye Li's body and fought alongside him.
He could say that he was not fighting alone.
How much resentment does he harbor? Ye Li himself doesn't know the answer to that question, but it's certainly in the tens of thousands.
Li Zhi's illusion array not only evoked Ye Li's memories, but also forced those with grudges to confront their past.
"■..."
"Where is this place?"
With a blink of an eye, Ye Li discovered that the world before him had changed.
It was no longer white mist, and the figure marked with resentment within the mist, so clearly visible it couldn't be clearer, was no longer there.
He appeared in a village, and the clothes he was wearing were not his own.
Ye Li now seems to be just an observer, simply watching the scene before him.
This was a village even more dilapidated than his hometown, and the surrounding villagers all looked emaciated and pale.
A land suffering from severe drought.
The answer came to Ye Li's mind: what he was seeing now was a starving person in a land of great drought.
Just then, a villager dressed similarly walked over, carrying something wrapped in a gray cloth.
"Old Wang, I can't afford to raise my child anymore, and my wife is starving to death. How about we switch places?"
The man known as Old Wang opened the gray cloth and saw a child still fast asleep.
I promise you.
The scene shifted, and he heard a voice recounting its own ordeal.
"I killed my child, all I wanted was to save my family, but they didn't even have time to eat a bite before the soldiers and bandits arrived..."
He kicked open the door, a sharp knife piercing his body. His unwilling eyes stared at the person, the first person Ye Li had killed since his debut, a bandit soldier from the Divine Elephant Army.
The scene ends, but a new scene appears once again.
"What I see now is their hatred, their resentment, their sorrow?"
The man called Old Wang died, and he felt the pain of a sharp blade piercing his chest.
Ye Li understood. He didn't run away, but strode forward.
Since he said he would carry their wishes and bear their expectations.
He will face these painful memories with them.
Ye Li temporarily entered the world of illusion, but some new changes have occurred in the real world.
"Teacher, that guy, the Taiping Heavenly King, is acting strangely right now!"
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