Chapter 618 Brother and Sister Kill Each Other?

A dark, diamond-shaped storm surged forward with irresistible force.

Tang San's pupils contracted. A cyan and gold light erupted, accompanied by the activation of the Blue Silver Domain. Several tenacious Blue Silver Emperor vines burst forth from his body, instantly forming a protective layer of vegetation to meet the immensely destructive diamond-shaped storm.

The Blue Silver Domain's "Myriad Things" ability activated!

The surroundings, already dyed a dim red by the subterranean lava, instantly turned cyan and gold. The Blue Silver Emperor vines that poured out transformed into thick, ancient trees. Dense tree shadows materialized, making everything around them seem illusory.

"What is that?!"

Hu Liena exclaimed, her voice still weak, unable to recognize the evolved Blue Silver Emperor.

"Roar—!"

The Three-Headed Bat Beast's three heads let out cries of agony, affected by the "Myriad Things" ability.

The moment the domain ability was unleashed, a sense of depletion washed over them.

It was the first to have its life force siphoned.

Then came Hu Liena and Tang Sui.

"Tang Yin, just what are you..."

Hu Liena's voice had no impact on Tang San.

What truly struck Tang San was that after activating the Blue Silver Domain's "Myriad Things" ability, he had actually managed to extract life force from the consciousnesses of the other three present. He could even use this extracted life force to replenish his depleted spirit power, mental energy, and even his physical injuries.

Only the figure cloaked in black was unaffected by his domain.

It was as if they were real, and he was the illusion.

Burning...

Dizziness...

Boundless killing intent and clear rationality intertwined, splitting Tang San into two, his head throbbing with a tearing pain.

Despite the Blue Silver Emperor vines, under Tang Sui's powerful evolutionary spirit skill, they were still torn apart like a punctured ball, fragmenting into countless vine branches that rained down from mid-air. They were then consumed by the scorching lava, or rather, the true Yellow Spring Dew, becoming its nourishment.

Failing in her initial attack, Tang Sui retracted her power without hesitation. Black and red demonic energy condensed into two slender blades in her palm. The sneak attack technique, personally trained by the Slaughter King, was no less formidable than the modified version of the "Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track 2.0" Tang San had taught her.

Tang Sui's demonic energy cloaking her body isolated the life-draining ability of "Myriad Things."

It was like wrapping food in plastic wrap; it was right there, but unattainable.

Paired with the ever-present mask, Tang Sui, who was not inherently skilled in close combat, fought Tang San in mid-air to a standstill.

Neither Hu Liena nor the Three-Headed Bat Beast could discern anything beyond the lingering afterimages of two streaks of light, one blue and one black.

Sweat beaded on Tang San's face, rolling down his jaw to his scarred back, stinging like fire.

The fractured memories in his mind and his sister's murderous gaze, devoid of warmth or hesitation, constantly clashed. For a moment, Tang San almost couldn't distinguish his own memories, unsure which was real and which was illusion, nearly mistaking Tang Sui for a true enemy.

If this was an illusion, then Tang Sui's current power configuration, and Tang San's own power configuration when he was pushed into the illusion by the masked figure, were indeed the same as their strength levels before entering Seagod Island.

In essence, Tang San was currently fighting Tang Sui.

Rationality constantly reminded him that this was merely a simulated illusion, and it was all part of his training.

Yet, Tang San was still wounded by Tang Sui's eyes, devoid of any affection.

—"Right, a reminder. If you are killed here, your real self will also suffer severe injuries. The damage you sustain here will be mirrored in reality."

The masked figure's voice, seemingly out of sudden conscience, echoed.

What?!

Tang San's pupils constricted as he looked at Tang Sui, who was determined to kill him.

But he had no time to even register his shock before being bombarded by a relentless barrage of attacks.

"Clang, clang—!"

Sharp blades, imbued with a layer of black and red demonic energy, ceaselessly struck Tang San.

Even Tang San had moments of oversight.

For every ten strikes, one might be unavoidable, but when Tang San's arm met Tang Sui's slender blade, the sound produced was like jade colliding.

Tang San was not the same Tang San who was trapped on the Hell Road, unable to use his spirit skills. He was a Tang San who had endured trials.

With the continuous tempering of his body, Tang San's "Mysterious Jade Hand" skill had been honed to perfection, extending this unique jade-like quality from his hands to his entire body.

What he was demonstrating now was the realm of "Bone Tempering Like Jade." Although his bones could not yet match the resilience of the Mysterious Jade Hand, the difference was negligible, and his resistance to damage was formidable.

However, Tang Sui's offensive power was not to be underestimated.

Realizing that her current strength could no longer significantly harm Tang San, Tang Sui's gaze deepened. Her seventh blood-red spirit ring flared, and her aura became as profound as ink. Dense malevolence permeated the space.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Tool Soul True Body!"

"Eighth Spirit Skill, Cycle of a Breath!"

An even more intense blood-red light erupted.

This was Tang San's first time experiencing Tang Sui's eighth spirit skill in an offensive state.

In attack mode, Tang Sui's eighth spirit skill, "Dream Void Realm," was replaced by "Cycle of a Breath."

It instantly restored all her injuries and stamina. During attacks, each mask's critical hit damage would increase by an additional 63%. Within her domain, she could also absorb 1% of the enemy's spirit power per second, while simultaneously enhancing her own defense by 50%.

A strong sense of crisis surged through Tang San. He knew he could no longer defend passively; he had to counterattack.

Otherwise, he would be riddled with wounds by Tang Sui, and in reality, he would truly die!

His most potent single-target offensive spirit skill came to mind.

Almost the instant he activated it, the phantom voice of the masked figure appeared behind him:

—"Are you really going to use your eighth spirit skill?"

As if whispering near his ear, it caused Tang San to momentarily falter. Tremendous spiritual and spirit power erupted in a torrent, attempting to push the masked figure back.

However, the wave of power, like a raging tide, passed through the masked figure's upright form.

He was like a mirage in the desert; his true substance was not present. What Tang San saw was merely a projected illusion. Sudan Novels Network

Interfered with for just an instant, Tang San quickly regained his resolve. His eighth, also blood-red, spirit ring lit up. His tensed left leg lifted slightly, and a richer, dark red blood-red light enveloped it. Just as it was about to transition from its accumulation phase to its burst phase, the masked figure spoke again:

—"Guess what? After you unleash this slash, will the her in reality also be cut in half by your slash without any defense?"

—Author's Notes—

Masked Figure: Guess which one is true and which is false?

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