Chapter 897: Neither Existence nor Non-Existence (Part 3)
“Bald Donkey.”
On the other side, the Yun'an Temple illusion array.
Just as the young man came towards him, intending to take Wei Changtian's life, Wei Changtian was not idle either, and was still making his last struggle in the last bit of time.
He just shouted casually, and the air around him began to distort slightly, and then turned into Pu Xuan's appearance.
"Master Wei."
Looking at Wei Changtian covered in blood, Pu Xuan sighed softly, his eyes filled with pity.
"Alas, I have already said that you cannot escape from this illusion."
"I know."
Wei Changtian shook his head, his expression no longer desperate: "Now it seems that I was indeed too arrogant."
"You don't have to suffer, sir."
Pu Xuan advised earnestly: "There are only a handful of people in the world who can escape this illusion. It is amazing that you can do this now."
"Only one palm?"
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I thought there wouldn't be one."
"Sir, there are always people who are better than you."
Pu Xuan did not laugh at Wei Changtian's arrogance, but just sighed softly: "The world is so big, and there are far more talented people than you and I imagine. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, sometimes you naturally won't believe it."
"It's not that I don't believe it, I'm just a little surprised."
Wei Changtian glanced at the golden Buddha standing motionless not far away, and suddenly changed the subject and said some incomprehensible nonsense.
"Bald donkey, if nothing unexpected happens, I will die tonight."
"I know."
Pu Xuan nodded seriously: "It's a pity that I am just an imaginary person and cannot deliver your last words to your family."
"Last Words"
Wei Changtian's eyes froze, then he shook his head: "That's not what I'm talking about."
"Bald donkey, have you ever thought that after I die, you may never be free."
“.”
His eyes suddenly widened and Pu Xuan's body trembled.
He stared at Wei Changtian in disbelief, wanting to say something, but the words couldn't come out.
Wei Changtian smiled and continued slowly:
"Trapped in a temple for three hundred years."
"Although I don't know how you were born, I know how much pain you have suffered in the past three hundred years."
"You were born in this formation, and you will live and die with it."
"As long as the formation is not destroyed, you will not be destroyed."
"Although everyone wants to be immortal, your immortality is no different from being trapped in a prison."
"Bald donkey, you actually wanted to end this a long time ago, right?"
"I"
He opened his mouth, and a trace of unspeakable pain appeared on Pu Xuan's face.
Indeed, as Wei Changtian said, ever since he awakened his personal will, every day he spent in Yun'an Temple has been extremely torturous.
But he had no choice but to live in the same illusion day after day.
From this perspective, perhaps "having no thoughts" is better. At least you won't be bored with such days.
So, it is better to suffer in sobriety or to sink in numbness.
Just like Shakespeare’s phrase “to be or not to be” in his previous life, this question is a difficult one for Pu Xuan to choose.
He just looked down at his fingers that seemed so real and yet so fake, then slowly looked up at Wei Changtian.
Pu Xuan did not answer, but seemed to have given the answer.
"really."
On the other side, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became sincere and serious.
"Bald donkey, you must know what the weakness of this illusion is."
"Tell me, I will destroy this formation after I get out, and you will be free."
"I know it's difficult, but we don't have much time."
"Help me, and help yourself."
"This is the last chance."
“.”
Last chance.
There is no doubt that from Wei Changtian's perspective, this is indeed his last hope to escape from the illusion array.
As for Pu Xuan, if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know how many years he would have to wait before he could meet someone like Wei Changtian who had the ability to destroy the illusion array.
Struggle, pain, confusion. Countless complex emotions surged into Pu Xuan's heart, causing him to take a half step back as if escaping.
Then, he turned around under Wei Changtian's disappointed gaze and walked away step by step.
Did it fail after all? Wei Changtian looked at Pu Xuan's back and said nothing more.
He didn't know why Pu Xuan was unwilling to help him.
It may be that compared to "liberation", the latter is more afraid of "death".
It may also be that he was unwilling to betray the illusion that gave birth to him.
In short, Pu Xuan walked away step by step without even looking back at Wei Changtian.
The golden light emitted by the golden Buddha fell directly on him, leaving a long shadow behind him that seemed not to exist.
Then, he slowly stopped and stood at the feet of the huge golden Buddha.
Compared to the Buddha statue that is more than ten feet tall, Pu Xuan, like Wei Changtian, is as small as an ant.
But the next moment, his body slowly floated up, higher and higher, until it was level with the Buddha's head.
A Buddha and a human, both born from an illusion, staring at each other This scene is actually quite absurd at first glance.
Pu Xuan’s eyes were not even as big as the golden Buddha’s, but Wei Changtian could feel that they were indeed looking at each other.
Because Pu Xuan had his back to him, Wei Changtian could not see his expression and could only see the Buddha's eyes facing him.
Pu Xuan's figure was vaguely reflected in the golden pupils. Wei Changtian saw him and seemed to shake his head and say something.
Pu Xuan's voice was very soft and Wei Changtian didn't hear it clearly at first.
However, when he repeated it over and over again, and gradually changed from a murmur to a roar, Wei Changtian's eyes suddenly became surprised.
“Enough! Enough!!”
“That’s enough!!!”
“That’s enough!!!”
The venting roar did not seem to come from the always calm Pu Xuan, but it was indeed his voice.
Of course, Wei Changtian knew very well what "enough" meant.
"this"
Wei Changtian never expected that things would take a turn for the better again, and for a moment he didn't know what to feel.
At this moment, Pu Xuan's body suddenly burst out with an equally dazzling golden light, and then he raised his right fist in the golden light.
Compared with the many powerful moves Wei Changtian had previously displayed, this punch was undoubtedly very simple.
But just this one punch made Wei Changtian feel invincible.
In a flash, Wei Changtian didn't have time to think too much. He just opened his mouth wide and watched Pu Xuan swing his fist violently, rushing towards the huge Buddha head as if he had used up all his strength.
Pu Xuan did not tell Wei Changtian that this illusion formation had no weaknesses. The only core of the formation was the golden Buddha. Only by defeating the latter could the formation be released.
Pu Xuan also did not answer Wei Changtian’s question about “awake or numb”.
Because everything he was doing now was not to save Wei Changtian.
He threw this punch just to save himself.
"Bang!!!!"
With a loud bang like a landslide, the golden fist hit the Buddha's head.
With this blow, the golden Buddha, which had never fallen despite Wei Changtian's attacks, suddenly leaned backwards.
However, the latter did not really fall down. The golden Buddha just staggered back a step and then stood up again.
Then, it slowly raised its giant hand, and with a casual wave, it smashed Pu Xuan from mid-air to the ground.
(End of this chapter)
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