Where did they come from with their spiritual essence? From where does their faith arise?

Yes, Ji Jue's authority was [Rebirth], but where did he find the Divine Power to sustain all of this?

Clearly, after rebooting himself, all of the other party's influences were erased by him, and the interference from the Supreme Goodness System was reduced to the bare minimum, almost zero!

But yet... it got stuck?

It halted at the boundary of 0.0001 percent, unable to descend further, unable to be completely erased!

Until he turned back in a daze, looking towards the ocean of souls below, he finally saw... amidst that shifting rainbow light, the indelible faint glimmer!

What is that...?!

In the observation of the Heavenly Eye, that weak light in the sea of suffering constantly leapt and flickered, then... proliferated again!

One point, two points, three points...

In the accelerating flow of time, like a wild fire blazing rapidly, it surged with astonishing speed, seizing half the territory in an instant!

Like a plague, it spread gushingly in the bitter sea like Heaven!

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In a daze, it felt like having a long dream.

But upon opening his eyes, everything before him seemed so real.

Under the bright sunlight, the laughter of children echoed from the park.

Yu Shu, bewildered, looked up at the boundless blue sky, where the world danced brightly like a beautiful dream beneath the swirling clouds.

Everyone on the street wore joyous smiles, in endless peace and tranquility, everyone had attained their happy ending.

So wonderfully beautiful.

"Was it a dream?"

In the oncoming wind, he laughed at himself, lowering his head: "I still have such unrealistic fantasies."

Everyone, hand in hand, smiling, walking towards a beautiful future... without harming each other, free from illness and pain, no one sheds tears anymore, as everyone naturally extends a helping hand.

Everyone contributes a small measure of humility and love, turning the world into a Heaven.

"If only it were true, how wonderful it would be."

He lowered his head, covering his face, trying to suppress the sadness and confusion within.

"Daddy, what's wrong?"

A young child approached, confused, gazing at her father's sorrowful expression, unable to understand: "Did you accidentally bump into something? Can I help you rub it? The pain will fly away."

"Yes, it will fly away."

Yu Shu caressed her cheek, reached out, and embraced her, unable to hold back, bursting into tears.

Why couldn't it all be true?

Why did his fantasy appear in front of him?

"Daddy?"

The little girl bewilderedly looked up, watching her father as the hot tears fell drop by drop on her cheeks, reaching out repeatedly to wipe them away for him.

Until, amidst the depleted tears, a mournful smile appeared.

"Do you love Daddy, sweetie?"

"Of course."

The little girl nodded bewilderedly, without hesitation.

Thus, that smile became all the more sorrowful, holding her in an embrace, reluctant to part.

"Daddy loves you too, and loves Mommy, very much... but Daddy has very important things to do, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yu Shu paused for a moment, awakened to his mission: "So, I have to leave."

Giving up the Illusion Dream and happiness, bidding farewell to everything in front.

He finally let go.

Like running away, stumbling, getting up with all his strength, walking towards the outside, step by step, as if calls and cries echoed behind him.

He dared not turn back.

Closing his eyes, yelling, charging forward, one step at a time.

His daughter's call, his wife's reproach, his colleagues' pleas and pursuits.

Those voices disappeared.

In the desolate wilderness, he kneeled on the ground, exhausted, yet his hands touched something within the soil.

Sharp-edged, so hard.

After digging through the loose soil, he once again saw the box buried deep within the Illusion Dream, the box Mr. Ji had entrusted to him!

It had been there all along, always by his side.

Constantly vibrating, struggling, resonating, repeatedly awakening him from the Illusion Dream, struggling, awaiting the day of liberation.

He only needed to unlock the final clasp.

Click—

In that instant, it was as if a storm burst forth from the narrow box, blowing Yu Shu to the ground, rolling, stunned as he raised his head, seeing an infinite torrent surge from the box, soaring into the sky, continuously!

Amidst the blazing light reaching heaven and earth, it was as if a figure engulfed in black flames reappeared faintly, gazing at this unfamiliar world, seemingly understanding something.

Finally, he nodded toward Yu Shu, then turned and departed.

Crossing the gap of the Illusion Dream, heading towards that boundless sea of suffering.

—Chun Jun, Liberation!

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The situation was worsening.

Continuously deteriorating, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the speed at which Ji Jue reclaimed his authority, even the Illusion Dream of the Holy God was once again shaken, Wen Sheng's complexion was ashen, unable to comprehend what exactly happened.

Just as Wen Sheng could manipulate the dream through the Holy God, Ji Jue similarly left a crucial transformation, entrusting it to another.

Even Yu Shu, acting as the executor, did not understand how crucial the item he kept was—what he left behind was a reflection of his soul, the Chun Jun forged from his own essence and self.

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