Seven Souls of the Illusionary Emperor

"If you don't come out, I will wipe out all living beings on the Star Luo Continent!"

The sky over the Star Luo Continent was filled with heavy, dark clouds, as if the end of the world was imminent. The Demon Lord's furious voice echoed in every corner, sending chills down the spines of all living beings.

The furious roar jolted Yun Heng awake from his sleep.

"Little one, you're awake?"

"Who are you? Where is this?" Ten-year-old Yun Heng rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, looking at the seven souls of different ages floating in front of him. "Am I seeing things? Although you are different ages, why do you all look exactly the same?"

"Haha, the little guy is indeed clever. We are indeed the same person, just at different stages of life."

“We are Qi Heng’s joyful spirit, aversion spirit, longing spirit, infatuation spirit, anger spirit, sorrowful spirit, and fearful spirit respectively.”

"Are you spirits? Am I dead too?" Yun Heng asked sadly.

"No, no, no, you are not dead. This is a scene from your imagination. We appeared because of your summons. You are another incarnation of Qi Heng, possessing the same soul imprint as us."

"Another life? I am Qi Heng's other life?" Yun Heng stared wide-eyed in surprise. He had never imagined that he would have such an extraordinary background.

“Yes, you are Qi Heng’s other incarnation. Your existence is the hope of the Star Luo Continent.” One of the seemingly calm souls (in his old age) was Qi Heng’s tragic soul. He continued to explain, “The Star Luo Continent is facing the threat of the Demon Lord. Only you can save this continent.”

Upon hearing this, Yun Heng felt a surge of inexplicable responsibility and asked, "Then what should I do?"

“First, you need to find and merge with our seven souls to awaken your true power.” Another seemingly innocent soul (in its infancy), Qi Heng’s Joyful Soul, said with a smile, “Only in this way can you contend with the Demon Lord.”

"Is he the Demon Lord?" Yun Heng looked at the sky shrouded in dark clouds outside the illusion. The Demon Lord's roar still echoed in his ears, shaking his soul like thunder.

"Yes, he is the Demon Lord." Qi Heng's raging spirit, a middle-aged soul that looked extremely angry, clenched his fists, as if trying to break through the limitations of the illusion and rush directly towards the Demon Lord.

"The Demon Lord's power is immense. He attempts to rule the entire Star Luo Continent and bring all living beings under his control," Qi Heng's soul, a scholar-like young man's soul, calmly analyzed.

"We cannot stand idly by, Yunheng, you are our hope." Qi Heng emphasized again, his eyes filled with expectation for Yunheng.

"Haha, I've finally found you."

The Demon Lord looked in the direction of Yun Heng and swung his enormous demonic sword at the illusion. The illusion shattered instantly, and Yun Heng and Qi Heng's seven souls vanished from the spot.

"what!"

Upon hearing Yun Heng's scream, a middle-aged couple rushed to Yun Heng's bedside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and anxiously asked, "Heng'er, what's wrong?"

"Father, Mother, I...I had a terrible dream." Yun Heng hugged his parents tightly, tears of fear still lingering in his eyes. He tried to tell them everything he had experienced in the illusion, but when the words reached his lips, he found himself unable to describe the shock and despair.

The middle-aged couple exchanged a glance, a complex emotion flashing in their eyes. They knew Yunheng was no ordinary child; his birth was accompanied by extraordinary phenomena, but they never imagined that Yunheng would be exposed to these secrets so early.

"Heng'er, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, we will be by your side." The father gently stroked Yun Heng's head, then gently knocked Yun Heng unconscious.

"Brother Jing..."

"Man'er, all I want is for our Heng'er to have a happy childhood!"

"Jing-ge, what are you planning to do?"

"Erase Heng'er's memories!"