On the other side, there is the illusion formation of Yun'an Temple.
When the young man came towards this side, intending to take Wei Changtian's life, Wei Changtian was not idle either, still making one last struggle in the last little time.
He 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 who was covered in blood, Pu Xuan sighed softly, with some compassion in his eyes.
"Well, the poor monk has already said that you can't escape from this illusory formation."
"I know."
Wei Changtian shook his head, his expression no longer despairing: "Now it seems that I am indeed too arrogant."
"Young master, there is no need to suffer."
Pu Xuan advised in a serious manner: "The number of people in the world who can escape from this illusion formation can only be reached by one palm at most. The young master can do what he is now, which is already very powerful."
"A palm count?"
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "I still thought there would be none."
"Sir, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."
Pu Xuan did not laugh at Wei Changtian's arrogance, but just sighed softly: "The world is a big place, and there are far more capable people and strangers than you and I imagine. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, sometimes you 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 not far away, which was indeed standing still, and suddenly changed the topic and said some inexplicable nonsense.
"Bald Donkey, if nothing happens, I will die tonight."
"The poor monk knows."
Pu Xuan nodded seriously: "It's a pity that the poor monk is just an illusory person and cannot send the young master's last words to his family."
"Last words..."
Wei Changtian's eyes froze, and then he shook his head: "That's not what I said."
"Bald Donkey, have you ever thought that after my death, you may never be able to escape?"
"..."
His eyes suddenly widened, and Puxuan's body trembled.
He stared at Wei Changtian in disbelief, wanting to say something, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't.
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 painful you have been during the past three hundred years."
"You were born in this formation, and you will live and die with this formation."
"If the formation is not destroyed, you will be immortal."
"Although everyone wants to live forever, your immortality is no different than being trapped in a prison."
"Baldkey, you have actually wanted to end this for a long time, right?"
"I......"
Opening his mouth, Pu Xuan's face showed a hint of unspeakable pain.
Indeed, as Wei Changtian said, since he awakened his personal will, he has suffered extremely every day in Yun'an Temple.
It's just that he can't help himself and can't decide his own destiny. He can only live in repeated illusions day after day.
From this perspective, perhaps "having no thoughts" is better, at least you won't get tired of living like this.
So... should I suffer while awake, or should I sink in numbness?
Just like Shakespeare's sentence "To be or not to be" in his previous life, this question is difficult for Pu Xuan to choose.
He just looked down at his extremely real, yet extremely fake fingers, and then slowly raised his head to look at Wei Changtian.
Pu Xuan did not answer, but seemed to have already given the answer.
"really."
On the other side, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became sincere and serious.
"Baldkey, you must know what the weakness of this illusion array is."
"Tell me, I will definitely destroy this formation when 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 of escaping from the illusion formation.
As for Pu Xuan, if he misses this time, he also doesn't know how many more years he will have to wait before he can wait for someone like Wei Changtian who has the ability to destroy the phantom formation again.
Struggle, pain, confusion...
Numerous complex emotions surged into Pu Xuan's heart, causing him to take a half-step back as if to escape.
Then, he turned around in Wei Changtian's disappointed eyes and walked away step by step.
Did it fail after all...
Wei Changtian looked at Puxuan's back and said nothing.
He didn't know why Pu Xuan was unwilling to help him.
Maybe it's because the latter is more afraid of "death" than "liberation".
It may also be that he is unwilling to betray the illusory formation that gave birth to him.
In short, Puxuan just walked away step by step, without even looking back at Wei Changtian.
The golden light emitted by the golden Buddha fell directly on him, pulling out a long shadow behind him that seemed like it shouldn't exist.
Then, he slowly stopped and stood at the feet of the huge golden Buddha.
Compared to the Buddha statue, which 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 higher and higher until it was level with the Buddha's head.
One Buddha and one person, both born from the illusory formation, looked at each other like this...
This scene is actually quite absurd at first glance.
Pu Xuan's eyes were not as big as those of the Golden Buddha, but Wei Changtian could feel that they were indeed looking at each other.
And because Pu Xuan's back was turned to him, Wei Changtian couldn't see his expression, and could only see the Buddha's eyes facing him.
The golden pupils vaguely reflected Pu Xuan's figure. When Wei Changtian saw him, he seemed to shake his head and said something.
Pu Xuan's voice was so low that Wei Changtian didn't hear it clearly at first.
But when he repeated it over and over again, gradually turning from a whisper to a roar, Wei Changtian's eyes suddenly turned surprised.
"Enough! Enough!!"
"enough!!!"
"enough!!!!"
The vent-like roar did not seem to come from Pu Xuan, who was always very calm, but it was indeed his voice.
Wei Changtian certainly knows what "enough" means.
"this......"
Wei Changtian never expected that things would turn around again, and for a moment he didn't know what he was feeling.
At this time, Puxuan's whole body suddenly erupted with a vast and equally dazzling golden light, and then he raised his right fist in the golden light.
Compared to the many powerful moves Wei Changtian had used before, this punch was undoubtedly very simple.
But just such a punch made Wei Changtian feel invincible.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Wei Changtian didn't have time to think too much. He just opened his mouth wide and watched Pu Xuan violently wave his fist, rushing towards the huge Buddha head as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Pu Xuan did not tell Wei Changtian that this phantom formation had no weaknesses, and that the only formation eye 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 is doing now is not to save Wei Changtian.
This punch was just to save himself.
"boom!!!!"
With an explosion like a landslide, a golden fist hit the Buddha's head.
Under this blow, the golden Buddha, which had never fallen down despite Wei Changtian's various attacks, suddenly leaned back.
However, the latter did not really fall down. The Golden Buddha just staggered back a step and then stood up straight again.
Then, it slowly raised its giant hand, slapped Pu Xuan at will, and smashed Pu Xuan into the ground from mid-air.