If Li Wushuang knew that Jun Xiaoyao was behind all this, he would probably be so furious that his Qi would surge and his Soul would ascend.
How many times had Li Wushuang been tricked now?
He probably didn't even want to recall it himself.
Looking at Li Wushuang, who had already severely injured his Primordial Spirit and was sufficiently miserable, Jun Xiaoyao knew that this was equivalent to weakening Li Wushuang's Luck even further.
It would be even harder than ascending to the heavens for him to rise again.
However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't plan to directly trap Li Wushuang in this Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm.
That would be too much of a waste.
He was still thinking about what benefits he could gain from Li Wushuang later.
Naturally, he couldn't let him perish here.
"Keep the leeks to cut slowly; don't dig up the roots directly."
Jun Xiaoyao merely wanted to use Li Wushuang to familiarize himself with the Seven Sins Seed.
Now that his goal was achieved, Jun Xiaoyao had no further actions.
He turned and left.
He ignored Li Wushuang, who had severely injured his Primordial Spirit and was deep in pain.
After severely injuring his Primordial Spirit, Li Wushuang's Primordial Spirit Cultivation would obviously be greatly affected.
It would even have a significant negative impact on his Cultivation path.
But that was no longer something Jun Xiaoyao cared about.
He planned to directly Transmigration through the Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm and enter the deepest part of the Seven Absolutes Domain.
However, not long after that, Jun Xiaoyao sensed another familiar aura.
His eyes showed a strange glint, and he headed towards the location of that aura.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm, Oriental Aoyue, in a purple dress, exquisitely beautiful, was also undergoing a trial.
The Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm had a greater impact on those with obsessions in their Heart-Nature.
Just like Li Wushuang, he had a great obsession with being killed by Dao Emperor's palm.
This was his Heart-Nature knot.
And Oriental Aoyue had always had an obsession, a Heart-Nature knot.
At this moment, Oriental Aoyue, who was trapped in the Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm, saw the scene before her change.
This was a lady's boudoir.
Warm candles, red gauze curtains.
It looked and felt warm.
On the bed, lay a gentle beauty.
She was beautiful, her picturesque eyes looking somewhat similar to Oriental Aoyue's.
But at this moment, the gentle beauty's face was as pale as paper, almost without a trace of color.
Suddenly, a sickly flush appeared on the gentle beauty's pale face.
Beneath her skin, strange black bloodlines were spreading.
It seemed to be a toxin, eroding the beauty's life.
"Cough..."
The gentle beauty coughed up a large mouthful of blood, as if even her heart and lungs were coming out.
At the bedside of this gentle beauty, there was a little girl.
The little girl was exquisitely carved, with ink-black hair, very delicate and lovely, like an elf in the human world.
But at this moment, seeing the gentle beauty vomit blood, the little girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she stammered, "Mama, you're vomiting blood again. I'll ask Sister Xiao to get medicine..."
"No, don't bother Xiao. No medicine will work."
The gentle beauty stretched out her jade hand and held the little girl's hand.
The little girl's hand tightly clasped the gentle beauty's hand, tears streaming down her face, and she cried, "No, Mama won't die. Mama still has to stay with Aoyue, always, always!"
This little girl was none other than Oriental Aoyue when she was young!
"Little Aoyue..."
This gentle beauty was naturally Oriental Aoyue's mother.
Her eyes filled with love and reluctance, she caressed Oriental Aoyue's small head.
However, she was too weak; even the strength of her caress was so light, like a feather falling.
"Little Aoyue, even if you are alone in the future, you must be strong, understand?"
"Mama..."
Little Aoyue bit her lip, her big eyes red, crystal tears continuously streaming down.
"I know, Mama, Sister Xiao told me."
"That bad person, it's all because of that bad person that Mama became like this..."
Little Aoyue's pink lips were almost bleeding from biting them.
Her big eyes held a bone-deep hatred.
It was hard to imagine such a small girl's eyes could emit such intense hatred.
"Little Aoyue, don't, don't hate anyone. This is Mama's fate."
Seeing the hatred erupting from Little Aoyue's big eyes, Aoyue's mother's face showed a look of unbearable pain.
Why should such a small child bear such hatred?
She was truly afraid.
She was afraid that Oriental Aoyue's Heart-Nature would be twisted by this hatred, leading her down a path of no return in the future.
"Why, why is Mama not wrong? Why is Mama the one who is most hurt?"
"Why can that bad person live so well, harming Mama like this, and still not caring..."
Little Aoyue couldn't control her emotions and cried out.
"Little Aoyue, listen to Mama, don't think about these things, don't seek revenge, and don't hate anyone..."
Aoyue's mother looked at Little Aoyue like this, her eyes filled with worry.
She wasn't afraid of death.
She was only afraid that Oriental Aoyue would suffer the pain and torment of revenge for her entire life.
"No, I hate him! I hate that person for treating Mama like this!"
Little Aoyue cried out, tears streaming down her face.
"Little Aoyue, obey!"
Aoyue's mother shouted with all her strength, then started coughing.
"I... I..."
Little Aoyue felt wronged.
Why, why did her mother suffer the greatest injury, yet she didn't even have the right to hate?
Little Aoyue bit her lip and ran away directly!
"Little Aoyue..."
Aoyue's mother's weak voice came from behind.
But Little Aoyue didn't look back.
And after that, the scene changed again.
This was a mourning hall.
All the Elders of the Eastern Imperial Clan were there, dressed in white mourning clothes.
A little girl stood in front of the mourning hall, her eyes empty.
It was Little Aoyue.
That awkward farewell before, unexpectedly, was the last time she saw her mother.
After that, her mother passed away, closing her eyes in regret.
"Aoyue..."
Some Elders of the Eastern Imperial Clan looked at Little Aoyue, their eyes filled with worry.
However, unlike the imagined heartbroken cries, Little Aoyue was expressionless.
Only her big eyes were incredibly empty.
When her mother died, the emotional part deep within her seemed to have died with her.
What remained was only coldness, hatred, and...
Revenge!
Seeing Little Aoyue standing blankly, as if she had lost her Soul, the people of the Eastern Imperial Clan around her all sighed in their hearts.
Such a small girl had to bear not only the pain of losing her mother but also such regret and even that hatred.
One could say that if it were anyone else, they would have probably collapsed mentally and gone mad long ago.
But Little Aoyue didn't.
The next moment, the scene changed again.
In the mourning hall, only Little Aoyue was present.
She knelt before her mother's coffin for seven days and seven nights, never getting up.
Her thin frame felt very fragile, yet incredibly strong.
Little Aoyue didn't cry.
Ever since her mother passed away, she had tried hard not to cry.
Crying was useless.
Her mother told her not to seek revenge, not to hate anyone.
But Little Aoyue couldn't do it!
Her mother, until her death, did not wish to harm anyone.
But that bad person, the one who caused her mother to be so miserable, was still living well, holding high status, looking down on all beings.
She couldn't just let it go!
Power!
Only by gaining stronger power could she avenge her mother!
A surge of hatred, darkness, and negative emotions brewed in Little Aoyue's Heart-Nature.
And just as this emotion arose, Oriental Aoyue herself, trapped in the Seven Deadly Sins Illusion Realm, also began to have her Primordial Spirit corroded by the Seven Sins Power.
Her obsession was too deep.
But, at this moment...
A white-robed figure walked into the illusion, entering this mourning hall.
Looking at the thin, small figure kneeling on the ground, he sighed.