dognovel Chapter 421 The Man Who Set the Trap
Chapter 421 The Man Who Set the Trap
"What's the meaning……"
"I don't know."
Kong Ji thought back to the divination he had just witnessed. This was the first time his lifespan had been reduced because the other party was of such a high level. If he continued to divine, it might not be just this drop of blood but his entire hand.
Bai Zhizhou and Kong Ji exchanged a glance:
“We were destined to step into a trap as soon as we came out of the teleportation array, weren’t we?”
"Yes, everyone is at risk of death, and there is no other way but through these twelve paths."
The encrypted conversation between Kongji and Baizhizhou left the surrounding cultivators increasingly bewildered.
Wanqi Ziye was the first person to step inside, and then everyone else chose a door to enter.
Zhong Liyu looked at the door, not wanting to go in at all, but Bai Zhizhou had clearly transmitted a message to them saying that this cave was a trap set by humans from the beginning, and now the only way to escape was to set up a trap.
Bai Zhizhou did not say this in front of everyone. The space was created by the architect, and everything was within the sight of this Nascent Soul stage expert.
Zhong Liyu listened to Bai Zhizhou's words and silently walked to the door.
In the transition between black and white, a completely different world unfolds behind the door.
The hollow voice floated on the surface:
"So it was just a corpse. A soul invasion, how can that not be considered possession? This world was destroyed by people like you."
"Isn't it better to stay in your own world? Yu Cui is one, and so are you. Since you're both bodyless souls anyway, you might as well be absorbed by me."
The voice kept echoing in Zhong Liyu's mind. Suddenly, his vision went dark, and he was pulled into another world.
In this world.
It was just an ordinary evening.
After get off work, on her way home, Zhong Liyu felt as if all the fatigue she had carried had been swept away, and when she looked up, she saw the flying grass on the eaves.
The noisy chasing of children and the aroma of food in the air—how long had it been since he had breathed the air of this world so easily…
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"You cultivators, to be able to escape the formation and get here, I must say, are much stronger than those Nascent Soul stage cultivators from before, and your talent is equally impressive."
The sound appeared again.
Jiang He cautiously looked around the space. She was certain that after leaving the Talisman Bell space, she had entered another space, and this space even had an illusion layered on top of it.
To be able to launch a massive attack within the secret realm, to use the map to set up a trap, and to be completely familiar with the internal structure of the secret realm to connect two locations through space—such a powerful being could not possibly be one of the few remaining members of the Myriad Spirits Empire.
The Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits is sometimes strange; it claims to be all about strength, yet it cannot escape the complexities of human relationships.
Heretical practices are another matter.
Rune arrays and spatial manipulation are both techniques used by spiritual cultivators. Jiang He looked back at the void:
"Ying Fengyi, in order to seize a body, you take the lives of innocent cultivators like this. If this is how the path of the common people is, then I have overestimated you."
Jiang He's gaze was sharp, and an eye suddenly appeared where her eyes fell.
Ying Fengyi laughed loudly. She looked at the female cultivator before her, finding her somewhat amusing.
"Knowing that I cultivate the Path of All Living Beings, it seems you searched through ancient texts before coming in. But so what if you know my information? You'll either be possessed by me or die."
The eyes that appeared out of nowhere were cold and indifferent. Even though Ying Fengyi was recognized by Jiang He, her emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest.
She cultivated the Path of All Living Beings, but that was a thousand years ago.
Since dying once, Ying Fengyi no longer believes in the idea of doing good deeds to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
After entering the Integration Stage, she was besieged by everyone because she had no background. She had just successfully passed the tribulation of lightning, but died forever in her own cave.
Is she deeply sinful?
It's better to talk about those who killed her.
If it weren't for the need to choose a suitable body, she would have killed everyone.
Now, she looks at Jiang He, just as she did back then through that person's eyes:
"That body that stole someone else's spiritual roots is not as good as yours. You have nine spiritual roots, and it might even continue to mutate. Do you think Yu Cui will come back to life and kill me if I take over your body?"
Ying Fengyi stared greedily at Jiang He.
Under Ying Fengyi's gaze, Jiang He's expression remained unchanged, but a slight ripple stirred within her heart.
Yu Cui...
It's still Ah Cui...
Perhaps because this cave had been uninhabited for too long, Ying Fengyi spoke for a long time, looking at her other clones.
Almost all the cultivators were trapped in the illusion she created, and she would probably be able to kill them all in a little while.
No wonder so many cultivators chose to defect to the evil cultivation path. Killing people can greatly improve one's cultivation level. That feeling is not bad.
Ying Fengyi smiled and looked at Jiang He:
"Next, let me see your deepest desires."
Ying Fengyi trampled on the soul with abandon, and although she only had a wisp of primordial spirit left, she once again felt a powerful force.
This power captivated and fascinated her. If she could successfully possess someone and release them under a different identity, she didn't believe they would recognize her.
Besides, two thousand years have passed, and they would probably be long gone by now.
The illusion should be opened by the desired opportunity.
Her greatest skill is erasing the souls of others within the illusions she creates.
In mid-air, the giant eye disappeared, a bright light flashed, and nothing changed in the space except for the light.
Jiang He stood still and slowly raised her sword:
"That's it?"
Ying Fengyi, who was about to unfold the illusion, was slightly stunned. A second later, the eyes that had disappeared reappeared, with blood seeping from the whites of the eyes.
"Interesting that the illusion is ineffective against you."
"The son of an old friend?"
Ying Fengyi tried it out and found that she couldn't cast illusions on Jiang He. She became interested:
"How did you do that? You're only at the Nascent Soul stage, that's quite special."
Jiang He did not answer Ying Fengyi's question. Compared to the current standoff, she would rather Ying Fengyi actually appear in front of her.
Jiang He knew that his chances of winning were slim, as the gap between them was too great. Even Ying Fengyi, who was currently in his primordial spirit state, had reached the Nascent Soul stage.
The Purple Perilla Sword was pointed at the eye in mid-air, and Jiang He stabbed down ruthlessly, causing the eyeball to disappear.
Ying Fengyi looked at the futile Jiang He and, within his mind, forcibly broke through the restriction.
The illusory realm of suspended space was opened by Ying Fengyi.
She was determined to have this body...
As their souls collided, Jiang He suddenly entered an illusion.
Blood tears flowed from the giant eye suspended in mid-air, and fragmented pieces could be vaguely seen within it.