Chapter 965: Illusion or Reality?

Ye Tianming's words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Su Yichen looked at Ye Tianming, who was cooperating well with Lan Xinyao, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.

Everyone then realized that this seemingly simple first level test actually concealed such a profound meaning.

"So we have passed the first test?"

Lei Yuxiao looked at the two of them curiously, with uncontrollable confusion and disbelief still in his eyes.

Yun Manyao's eyebrows narrowed slightly.

The light voice sounded in everyone's ears with deeper doubts.

"Since we have passed the test, why are we still trapped in our respective secret rooms and cannot leave?"

After these words were spoken, Lan Xinyao and Ye Tianming also fell silent.

This is also a problem they can't figure out.

If I really cleared the level, why haven't I entered the next level yet?

Just as they were wondering, the light curtain in the center of the stone chamber suddenly flickered violently. Before they could react, they felt their eyes go dark and completely lost consciousness...

Ye Tianming felt as if his eyelids were being pressed down by something and were extremely heavy.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but found that the scene in front of him was blurry and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

He tried hard to see everything around him, but found it was in vain.

"Marshal Ye, you finally woke up!"

A rough voice sounded in his ears, Ye Tianming felt his consciousness being suddenly pulled, and the scene in front of him finally became clearer.

He found himself lying on a bed, surrounded by a crudely decorated military tent, with a strong smell of medicine in the air.

Several soldiers in armor and with weather-beaten faces were surrounding his bed, looking at him with concern.

"Marshal Ye, you have been in a coma for three days and three nights, and we were terribly worried!" another soldier said excitedly, his voice trembling a little, as if he was grateful for having survived the disaster.

Ye Tianming was stunned. He tried hard to recall what had happened before, but found that his mind was blank.

"Marshal Ye? What are you talking about? I'm not..." Ye Tianming struggled to sit up, but found that his body was so weak that he even had difficulty speaking.

"Marshal Ye, don't move. You are seriously injured and need to rest well." A soldier hurried forward to support him and let him lean on the cushion at the head of the bed.

Ye Tianming looked around, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

"Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?"

"Marshal Ye, what's wrong with you? Don't you remember us?" The soldier who spoke first asked in surprise, his face full of worry and confusion.

"This is a military camp at the border. You are Marshal Ye of the Shi Kingdom. We are all your subordinates!"

"Marshal Ye, have you been unconscious for too long and your mind has not yet cleared up?" another soldier followed up.

"Marshal Ye, you are the god of war of our Shi country! You led us to repel the invasion of millions of barbarians from the north and defended the territory of Shi country. You guarded the national border alone, and no one dared to invade our Shi country's territory..."

"Do you still remember all of this?"

The soldiers talked to each other, their tone full of respect and admiration for Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming became even more confused after listening to these words.

He clearly remembered that he was participating in the trial in the Kunpeng Secret Realm, so how come he suddenly became Ye Shuai from the Stone Kingdom?

"Wait a minute, I have no impression of what you are talking about. My name is Ye Tianming, not Ye Shuai. You must have recognized the wrong person." Ye Tianming tried hard to explain, hoping to clarify the current situation.

"Marshal Ye, please stop joking!" A soldier said with a smile, "You are a hero known to everyone in our Shi country. How could we possibly make a mistake?"

"That's right, Marshal Ye. You are brave and resourceful. Three years ago, you single-handedly repelled the attack of a million-strong Northern Barbarian army and saved our country. You are the idol of all our soldiers!"

Another soldier echoed, his eyes shining with fanatical admiration.

As Ye Tianming listened to these words, he felt his head becoming more and more confused.

He wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all. His brain felt a sharp pain and scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

"Marshal Ye, are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to call a military doctor?" a soldier asked with concern.

Ye Tianming shook his head, and his expression returned to its former dignity and clarity.

"Zhan Yun, He Yan... come back!"

Ye Tianming's voice was a little weak, and then he closed his eyes and began to sort out his confused thoughts.

Everyone's faces lit up with joy, and seeing that Marshal Ye seemed really tired, they stopped disturbing him and quietly left the tent.

Ye Tianming lay on the bed, replaying what the soldiers had just said in his mind.

Stone Kingdom? Marshal Ye? Northern Barbarian Invasion?

Scenes of memories followed, pouring out of my mind.

But for some reason, a ripple was vaguely stirred in his heart.

He tried hard to recall something, but found that the memory of participating in the trial in the so-called Kunpeng Secret Realm seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog and was very vague, like a dream.

Ye Tianming felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He tried hard to grab something, but found that there was nothing around him.

This huge sense of gap made him almost doubt whether he was crazy.

He subconsciously reached for his waist, where his favorite thing usually hung - a delicate and small purse.

This purse is hand-sewn and embroidered with a phoenix spreading its wings as if about to take off. The stitches are so fine and lifelike that you can tell at first glance that it was made by a woman.

The moment my fingertips touched the purse, a familiar warmth surged into my heart.

A beautiful figure flashed through Ye Tianming’s confused mind.

The woman was dressed in red, bright and beautiful, like a burning flame, burning his heart.

That smiling face and those clear, bright eyes suddenly looked at him steadily, with a gentle and charming look in her eyes.

She gently waved her jade hands and said in a pleasant voice: "Brother Tianming, come quickly! Come and chase me..."

"Yanran..." Ye Tianming murmured to himself, his voice very hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.

A tear silently slid down from the corner of Ye Tianming's eye, but he was completely unaware.

Ye Tianming opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the purse in his hand, feeling a pain in his heart.

"Yanran, how wonderful it would be if all this was just a dream! If all this is not true, we can find a beautiful place and live a peaceful life..."

How he wished this was all just a nightmare!

After waking up from the dream, he is still the carefree boy who can practice martial arts freely and pursue the pinnacle of his martial arts without having to bear these heavy responsibilities or face the cruelty of his lover marrying his brother!

However, reality does not allow him to escape!