I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 800: Chapter 94: Reality and Illusion Dream

A Zen master once said that the method to eternal happiness is to never argue with foolish people.

Intelligent people are roughly similar, but fools are indeed diverse in their foolishness. However, there is one situation where even the wisest appear exceedingly foolish, and that is during moments of anger—the angrier one gets, the more foolish they become.noveldrama

Although Tang Luo did not know why the Grandmaster before him suddenly became so emotional, he had no familial or personal ties with the man and saw no reason to engage in an argument over principles with a Grandmaster.

Regardless of winning or losing the argument, there were no benefits. If you won, the only one to profit was him, and yet he would not think well of you. If you lost, that was even more common, because fools are very good at dragging your understanding down to their level, then using their rich experience to defeat you.

Life is too short. Why bother with such pointless disputes, insistent on advising a Grandmaster? Tang Luo felt he was truly acting the fool.

Discarding the paper booklet in his hand, Tang Luo made a respectful bow with his hands together and humbly said, “For a junior with shallow cultivation to speak rashly of profound abilities was indeed wrong. The elder surely has an ample grasp of them. Please consider my earlier words as nothing more than the ignorant jest of a youth, and don’t take them to heart.”

It was as if punching into cotton; Chen Menglu felt decades of pent-up frustration rise to his throat. He could never have imagined that the young man before him would admit his mistake so directly and even agree with him.

For a researcher of the martial path with such astonishing talent, shouldn’t he be defending his own judgments? This made Chen Menglu feel an inexplicable sense of humiliation. After all, it was he who was the Grandmaster, the one who had delved deepest into the study of the Four Imperial Spirit Seals. Yet this young man, in just a short quarter-hour, had managed to stand on higher ground and look down upon him.

The booklet Tang Luo casually tossed aside was not just a collection of pages, but the very embodiment of Chen Menglu’s hundred years of dedication to researching the Four Imperial Spirit Seals and the pride of the entire Four Imperial Spirit Realms.

Without a word, Chen Menglu walked over, bent down, and carefully picked up the paper booklet with both hands, then gently wiped away the dust on its surface before standing upright again.

It was only a thin booklet, yet it felt as heavy as a thousand-pound coffin, held in the hands of the last descendant of the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, with all of the bitter despair resting upon Chen Menglu’s shoulders.

“So, is there truly no path left for the Four Imperial Spirit Seals?”

The Grandmaster, with his back turned to Tang Luo, asked faintly, his trembling silhouette resembling the sobs of a helpless child.

“Elder, your talent is exc…”

“Tell the truth!”

Chen Menglu spun around abruptly, gripping the paper booklet tightly in his hand. The refined middle-aged man now had eyes filled with a wild, man-eating fury. The Spiritual Energy of the world seemed to sense the emotion of the ruler of this illusion, churning violently, transforming into an intense void storm that swept outwards from the altar at its center.

Blue skies and white clouds, city walls and the land, all the citizens of the town—everything was shattered and obliterated, revealing the true form of the Four Imperial Spirit Realms: the fractured earth, the floating ancient fragments, and the desolate void.

“Elder, whether or not there is a path ahead for the Four Imperial Spirit Seals, don’t you already know in your heart?”

Tang Luo stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his face expressionless as he responded coolly. He did not like Chen Menglu’s attitude at this moment at all. It was just an illusion, and did he really think that by being in it, Tang Luo would be at his mercy, that this display would scare anyone?

The power of his soul burst forth, and a black sphere emerged, collapsing the void around it. The entire space shook violently as if it couldn’t bear Tang Luo’s soul, emitting sounds of being overwhelmed.

As the master of the Illusionary Dream Space, Chen Menglu certainly felt that this illusion was on the verge of collapse, about to be completely shattered, and the reason for this was that Tang Luo’s soul was too “real.”

Even the Power of Truth that the Illusionary Dream Space couldn’t bear was becoming heavier with each breath, and within ten more breaths at most, his proud Illusionary Dream Space would be crushed into nothingness by this Power of Truth.