Chapter 895: Was the Bet Right?

Chapter 895: Chapter 895: Was the Bet Right?

Then, the voice of the senior brother Qin Chuan also came: "Yes, without Elder Yang, we can only go ourselves!"

Qin Chuan’s voice was filled with determination, and this statement gave Ye Qingchen a sense of strength, like a beacon shining in the darkness.

"We can’t just let the junior brother go missing like this." Cheng Liang’s voice followed closely, anxious and full of concern.

Cheng Liang’s voice was like rapid drumbeats, beating against Ye Qingchen’s already blurred consciousness.

These voices felt like a warm current, piercing through the fog of the Illusory Realm, gradually dissipating Ye Qingchen’s chaos.

He struggled hard to awaken his consciousness from the confusion.

Ye Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, with a determined sparkle in them.

The surrounding Illusory Realm was still blurred, but he seemed to see hope for a breakthrough.

"Hahaha!" Across from him, Elder Yang suddenly let out a burst of laughter, filled with mockery and disdain.

"Ye Qingchen, you’re really like an indestructible cockroach, able to wake up again!"

Elder Yang’s eyes were filled with contempt as he shook his head, looking at a fool unaware of the heights of the sky.

That laughter was laden with heavy sarcasm, as if saying that all of Ye Qingchen’s efforts were in vain.

Immediately, Qin Chuan and Cheng Liang also laughed.

Qin Chuan pointed at Ye Qingchen, his tone sharp, "Junior brother, do you really think you can escape? Such a pipe dream!"

Cheng Liang sneered, adding, "Ye Qingchen, stop making futile struggles. This Illusory Realm is not something you can easily break. You better accept your fate."

Ye Qingchen was surrounded by their ridicule, yet he was not shaken.

These were obstacles within the Illusory Realm; his true brothers and sisters would never treat him like this.

Because of this, a strong sense of rebellion rose in his heart.

"Laugh, go ahead and laugh enough," Ye Qingchen told himself in his heart.

He closed his eyes, focused all his spirit, and felt the Spiritual Power and strength of his heart.

The essence of the Illusory Realm is the trial of the heart; only by surpassing inner fear and confusion can one truly find a way out.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, no longer with confusion, but with determination and resolve.

He no longer paid attention to Elder Yang, Qin Chuan, and Cheng Liang’s laughter, instead fully focusing on seeking a flaw in the Illusory Realm.

"I must break out of this Illusory Realm!"

With even stronger determination in his eyes, Ye Qingchen suddenly made a shocking decision.

He swiftly drew the longsword from his waist and without hesitation, thrust it into his own chest.

The blade pierced through his clothes, blood gushing out, bringing with it a tragic resolve.

This sudden action made Elder Yang within the Illusory Realm greatly startled.

The mockery in his eyes was instantly replaced by panic, as he appeared considerably disarrayed.

"Ye Qingchen, are you mad!" Elder Yang couldn’t believe his eyes, looking at the blood continually gushing from Ye Qingchen’s chest, horror etched on his face.

Qin Chuan and Cheng Liang also ceased their laughter, showing faces full of shock and panic.

Cheng Liang exclaimed: "Junior brother, what are you doing!"

Ye Qingchen gripped the hilt tightly, biting down in pain, yet his gaze remained exceptionally clear.

This is the only way to break the Illusory Realm.

The Illusory Realm is an assessment of the heart; only by transcending the fear of death can one truly shatter this illusory world.

His legs began to soften, his body becoming weak, yet his resolve grew ever stronger.

His vision blurred, yet he continued to stare at Elder Yang firmly, as if declaring with his actions, "You phantoms cannot conquer my mind."

Elder Yang, witnessing this, appeared even more bewildered.

He shouted: "Stop! Ye Qingchen, do you not want to live!"

Ye Qingchen’s lips curled into a cold smile, "I know you are all illusions; this pain is not enough to crush me."

As soon as Ye Qingchen finished speaking.

The Illusory Realm began to tremble, and the scene around him became distorted.

Ye Qingchen felt a strong force pulling him, like trying to draw him out of the Illusory Realm.

He knew he had made the right gamble this time.

As his body was gradually pulled into that brightness, Elder Yang, Qin Chuan, and Cheng Liang’s images also began to dissolve, their panic and unease vanishing with them.

Eventually, Ye Qingchen only felt a violent tearing, as if the entire world was collapsing in an instant.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in reality.

The familiar yet dilapidated Ancient Temple came into view, surrounded by broken stone sculptures and mottled walls.

He slowly stood up, took a deep breath, feeling the long-missed fresh air, and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Finally came out." Ye Qingchen whispered to himself, his lips forming a hint of a comforting smile.

As he looked around at the mottled walls and the precarious pillars, a sense of achievement welled up within him.

Having passed Storm Gorge, Mirror of Illusion, Thunder Trial, and Trial of the Heart.

He finally overcame all the challenges of the Ancient Temple.

This journey has been truly arduous.

"But fortunately, it is all finally completed now."

Ye Qingchen tightened his fists, feeling the abundance of Spiritual Power within him, and couldn’t help but laugh.

That Xue Wei would never have thought that his actions would lead to such an achievement for himself today.

Unknowingly, Ye Qingchen thought of his brothers, sisters, and those like Qin Yue and Xiao Xiao who worried for him from afar.

It’s been so long; he wondered how they were outside, whether they knew he had encountered trouble?

Also, he was curious about the current situation with Xue Zhao.

She shouldn’t have been absorbed into here with him.

Haha, what a pity; such a great opportunity, yet he alone takes it.

However, for now, it’s best not to think too much.

Go and get the Buddha’s Relic!

With this thought, Ye Qingchen looked toward the exit of the Ancient Temple, his eyes shining with resolve.

He stepped toward the exit.

Outside the Ancient Temple, the sun was bright, Ye Qingchen feeling the warmth falling onto him.

The surroundings returned to tranquility, sunlight filtering through the leaves, forming dappled shadows on the ground.

The air was filled with the scent of earth and vegetation; he glanced around, looking everywhere for the Buddha’s Relic mentioned by the Ancient Honored One, but found nothing.

He furrowed his brows, filled with doubt. "Where is the Buddha’s Relic?"

Despite having passed all the challenges, why hasn’t he found the legendary Buddha’s Relic?

Just as he was bewildered and perplexed, a faint sound of footsteps approached.

Ye Qingchen suddenly looked up, only to see the Ancient Honored One walking over slowly, wearing a faint smile, his eyes reflecting a hint of deep intelligence.

"Senior," Ye Qingchen swiftly stepped forward to salute, his tone urgent with inquiry, "I’ve passed all the challenges, but why haven’t I found the Buddha’s Relic?"

Could it be that this old man is tricking him?