A gentle breeze blew through the green trees.
Under the urging of the breeze, the leaves broke free from the shackles of the branches and slowly floated down.
Yang Chen, who was under the tree, opened his right hand, wanting to catch the falling leaves.
The moment the leaf touched Yang Chen's right hand, the leaf began to turn illusory. Gradually, the leaf passed through Chen Yang's palm and fell to the ground.
Looking at the leaves on the ground, Yang Chen smiled and said,""The illusory is real, the real is illusory. When reality becomes illusory, it is the Great Dao."
After more than a year of comprehension, Yang Chen had broken through the basic obstacles of comprehending the Great Dao and officially pushed open the door to the Illusory Great Dao.
However, Chen Yang, who had successfully comprehended the Illusory Great Dao, did not show much excitement.
Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the purple leaf from his bosom.
