"You… you…" Ming Zhi Tian’s mouth was immobile. He looked at Yan Lixue, Yan Fei, Jie Qingxia, Tian Ranlin, Ouyang Nifeng, and Yan Ran Qingcheng who had transformed into their original forms, his voice hoarse.
One by one, like specters, baring their teeth. Only then did Ming Zhi Tian realize he had entered Liuli Qian Suo's illusion. "This illusion is profound, truly profound."
Ming Zhi Tian thought, but he could do nothing. His life was ebbing away. He was afraid… afraid he would never see the women again, afraid he would fail to fulfill his Master Saint's dying wish.
Liuli Qian Suo, clad in strange yin-yang attire, appeared. Several specters bowed respectfully. "Lord Divine King!…"
Liuli Qian Suo waved his hand. "Begone."
"Yes!" The illusory smoke then vanished.
"Hahahaha!" Liuli Qian Suo spread his large hands. "Even with your divine-tier techniques, what good are they? You still fell prey to my illusion! You shouldn't have opposed me. As a martial cultivator, reaching the God-sealing realm is exceedingly rare. I actually admire you. If you nod your head, you can become my subordinate immediately. What do you say?"
"You........."
Ming Zhi Tian's voice was too faint. Liuli Qian Suo leaned closer to hear.
Ming Zhi Tian said, "You... are dreaming!"
Liuli Qian Suo smiled slightly. "Then you shall slumber here forever."
Ming Zhi Tian closed his eyes. Darkness enveloped him, and he lost consciousness.
Meanwhile…
Yan Ran Qingcheng was subjected to Ming Zhi Tian's forceful assault. "Ming Zhi Tian, I forbid it!"
"Riiip!~~"
Yan Ran Qingcheng's black stockings… no!
Her white garment was torn open, revealing her alluring figure like a pink blossom. She resisted with all her might but was pinned down by Ming Zhi Tian.
Yan Ran Qingcheng's Chuanyun Arrow possessed a will of its own and flew from her waist. She grabbed it with one hand and thrust it at Ming Zhi Tian.
Ming Zhi Tian backhanded the Chuanyun Arrow, knocking it dizzily against the white wall, and then continued his unfinished actions.
Yan Ran Qingcheng was no match for him and could only be at his mercy. In the illusion, Ming Zhi Tian…
Pure and untainted, she had considered killing Ming Zhi Tian and then taking her own life. But she relented. If she insisted on killing Ming Zhi Tian, she would be trapped in the illusion forever. Though she would escape the illusion, the memory would remain forever etched in her heart, a constant torment.
And elsewhere…
Ouyang Nifeng saw her mother again. Her father had abandoned her once more. Ouyang Nifeng cried, her tears drying up until she shed twin streams of blood. Her eyes were blinded. When she opened them, it was her own illusion that saved her. For years, besides being imprisoned by Liuli Qian Suo, she had also been taught illusionary arts, as her talent for them was exceptional, catching Liuli Qian Suo's eye.
But ultimately, her skills were insufficient, and she fell into an illusion again. Tragic scenes from her past descended upon her once more. Her mother died before her eyes again…
…
As Liuli Qian Suo was about to turn and leave, he heard the sound of bones and internal organs reconstructing.
He couldn't help but turn back to look at Ming Zhi Tian. Suddenly! "Star Dragon Jade Flower Halberd Art!"
"Boom!…!"
Liuli Qian Suo was ambushed! Ming Zhi Tian, this young man, actually fought dirty and ambushed an elder! "Ugh…!"
Liuli Qian Suo was injured and then faded into the white void of the illusion. "How is this possible?! Your internal organs and divine soul were shattered! This… this is impossible!"
This was thanks to the "Longevity Art." Having narrowly escaped death, Ming Zhi Tian had directly broken through to the one hundredth level, achieving the state of being able to revive the dead and mend broken bones! He had resurrected!
Quickly consuming several hundred-grade healing pills, Ming Zhi Tian underwent a complete transformation. Compared to before, his physical strength had increased more than tenfold!
Thinking of how he himself had fallen prey to such a powerful and potent illusion, Ming Zhi Tian couldn't help but think of Ouyang Nifeng and Yan Ran Qingcheng. "Not good!"…