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Between the gaps of the pine forest, the setting sun fell, retracting its gleam but at the same time, in an instant, dyed the horizon red, unabashedly releasing its final splendor.

From afar, it was vivid and magnificent, shining brilliantly, like pieces of colored glaze amber falling from the sky…

At this moment.

The Willow God’s face had regained its serene expression, unchanged by the passage of time; however, his hand continued to clutch the teacup, never putting it down.

In the cup, the tea was clear, spreading a faint green hue; a few leaves could still be seen floating within it. The strong tea aroma was rich, with a mix of bitterness and sweetness.

Within the tea, ripples were gently spread, continuously happening, showing that his state of mind was far from the calmness that appeared on the surface.

To the side, Little Dot also took a sip of tea.

Besides tasting richer, he didn’t notice anything unusual until the words of the Willow God struck him with a realization.

Yes, he had clearly seen this stone table and the tea being transformed by the deity in front of him, the Liu Village God.

Logically, it should merely be an illusion; something to look at, not to taste, let alone to have a tangible sensation.

But the tea in front of him, whether in appearance or the faint warmth touching his lips, was incredibly real, making it impossible for anyone to tell apart reality from illusion.

If this is fake, what would real be like?

“When the false becomes real, the real becomes false; when the real becomes false, the false becomes real. Why should you all cling to this? What you need to know is that it can quench your thirst when it enters your mouth!” Jiang Hui slightly smiled, then lifted his cup of tea and downed the remaining drink.

The tea slid down his throat, moistening and refreshing his mind – it indeed tasted better.

Most importantly, there was a hint of unique creation power and divine glow in the tea. It was as good as Monkey Wine; something which, if consumed regularly, could enhance the vitality of ordinary beings. Though the improvement was not significant, it would still be considerable with prolonged drinking.

If Jiang Hui were to reach a higher realm, he could even brew an elixir comparable to that of immortality. Even casting a rain spell could potentially turn a barren area into a Cave Heaven Place.

Of course, that’s a story for another day.

In front of the stone table.

Little Dot drank the remaining tea in his cup, he couldn’t help stealing a glance at Jiang Hui.

He felt that the man in front of him had an undefinable aura of freedom about him, like an out-of-the-world immortal. Every meeting left Little Dot with the impression that Jiang Hui was even more otherworldly and mysterious, like an enormous epic being written.

Especially the divine skill that confounded the line between reality and illusion, it left him green with envy.

With that divine skill, he would never starve, no matter where he went.

“If it’s fake, how can it be real?”

The Willow God spoke, a rare look of confusion in her eyes.

In her view, false was fake, true was reality; the two could never be the same.

The so-called truth and falsehood are actually just human perceptions. If you believe it to be false, then it’s fake. If you believe it to be true, then it becomes reality.

Just like light and darkness, the two seem to exist in contradiction, but in reality, they are only a cyclic and progressive process. When the light ends, darkness comes; when darkness breaks, light dawns!”

Jiang Hui said leisurely. Even though the graceful and extraordinary Willow God, unsurpassed in the world, sat before him, he didn’t show the slightest inhibition.

The moment he ignited the Divine Flame, ascended to the Divine Position, he had unprecedented sentiments in his mind. It seemed as if the vast universe was completely exposed before him, giving Jiang Hui a whole new understanding and insight into the order of heaven and earth and the laws of the universe.

This insight and understanding was a qualitative change that far exceeded his current realm. It was like a book of truth written by a groundbreaking genius who had devoted their entire life to it.

The Willow God seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she didn’t speak.

Her eyes were downcast, as if recalling what Jiang Hui had just said.

The breeze came, brushing several strands of blue hair on the woman’s shoulder, slowly falling along her creamy cheeks like a soft veil of smoke…

“But what if the darkness never gives way to dawn? Won’t there be eternal darkness?!”

After a long silence, the Willow God suddenly spoke.

“Haha, you speak nonsense. As I’ve said, truth and illusion, light and darkness are just perceptions in people’s minds. Once they perceive the darkness giving way to light, then it will indeed be light!”

Jiang Hui laughed.

Next to them, Shi Hao, Tu Wa Zi, and Gu Chen huddled together, finding the conversation confusing and unable to understand what the two were talking about.

The conversation between adults is always complicated, why all these twists and turns, why can’t they just speak plainly? We should at least be able to understand, right?!

“But do you know what kind of darkness I’m talking about?”

The Willow God smiled, a trace of world-weary sadness flashing in her eyes.

Standing on the banks of the river of time and looking into the distance, this would be the most tumultuous era. At some point in the future, a catastrophe that could overturn the world of all beings would inevitably arrive.

The universe would be turned upside down, and even those so-called supreme Taoist orthodoxies would eventually be devoured…

She achieved enlightenment eons ago, known as the Ancestral Spiritualist, a forbidden existence in the Age of Immortals who reached the Realm of the Immortal King. But facing that impending disaster, even she felt a sense of desperation and suffocation.

An era may perhaps be buried, an epoch may come to a brutal end, marked by an imperfect full stop.

She wanted to go there one last time, that was her obsession.

Seeing her long-dead acquaintances, joining their heroic spirits, when the fireworks are at their most brilliant, perhaps she would also fall like those acquaintances of yesteryear, ignite the waning soul, consume herself, and have her final bloom in the vast cosmic starry sky…

“Of course, I understand!”

“I think you might not understand!” said the Willow God, shaking her head.

That tumult erupts only at the end of several epochs, beneath the sediment of countless years, where those terrifying entities hidden in the darkness reap lives in the world.

How long is an epoch? Perhaps no one understands better than her, let alone several epochs, known to only a very few.

Jiang Hui laughed but did not continue to speak.

But I forgot, I still don’t know how to address you?”

The Willow God changed the topic.

She stared intently at Jiang Hui, as if trying to discern something from him.

The man’s appearance was unfamiliar, very strange.

Underneath her eyebrows, which were like a meteor streaking across the galaxy, were a pair of shining eyes, like a multitude of stars, dazzlingly bright.

But in the end, she gleaned nothing and saw nothing.

Although this person was talking to her, there seemed to be an elusive distance between them.

It was as if a heavy fog shrouded the figure behind him, the end always out of sight, impenetrable even to her.

He was once a supreme Immortal King, an epitome of supremacy, killing his way into the world single-handedly with impunity, making the Devil Gods of alien territories tremble with fear.

In countless long and ancient years, she had seen many people and many things.

But somehow, she could not see through the man in front of her.

Although she was currently undergoing nirvana, she could feel that this person should be indeed very young, both in appearance and essence, as if he had only recently ascended to the divine position..