Crooked

"Not at all. The Dragon Devil Clan is full of powerful figures and has a vast and powerful family. Even if I don't take action, I'm sure the young master has other methods prepared."

The Son of the Dragon Devil sighed and said, "Since the fall of the previous Lord of the Dragon Devils, the status of the Dragon Devil Lineage has Qianzhang, and they have been hunted down by the Six Paths Sect. Now they are like dragons swimming in shallow waters... Putting all that aside, although that woman didn't come in person, allowing her to escape this calamity, since these three people have stepped forward on her behalf, they must have some value as hostages in negotiations."

Chapter 589 went astray

Who turned off the lights?

In the pitch-black environment where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, a ball of light suddenly appeared. It was Si Ming activating the Solar Flare, emitting light from his hands. At first, it was too dazzling, but after some adjustments, it was finally able to concentrate, in short, it turned into a flashlight.

"Looks like we've fallen for their trap."

"Isn't that obvious?" Wan Ziling said irritably.

All around was a vast, dark expanse, as if he were in a giant cave. Even when Si Ming raised his hand and shot out dozens of feet in one direction, he still couldn't see any walls or other obstructions.

Because of its wave-like nature, some divergence in a beam of light is unavoidable. In physics, there is a beam divergence angle, which is specifically used to measure the speed at which a beam of light diverges outward from the waist. Therefore, even though light gives the impression of being straight ahead, in reality, the light from a flashlight will diverge after reaching a certain distance and cannot shine all the way to the end.

Of course, if the divergence angle can be reduced, the beam can be shot further. If the beam radius is close to constant over a long transmission distance, a collimated beam can be formed. However, Si Ming's Solar Flare is a rough trick, which is all about brute force and shining brightly to dazzle your eyes. He doesn't have that kind of precise control ability. Otherwise, he would be a true "Son of Light".

However, the divergence angle affects distance, not field of vision. What affects field of vision is reflection. For example, if a person is carrying a torch in the wilderness, their field of vision will be severely limited. But if they walk close to a wall, their visibility will be higher. An open environment will limit vision, while something blocking the view can actually make it clearer. This is a counterintuitive phenomenon.

However, for the three who could enhance their eyesight with Internal Cultivation, the impact was not significant, unless there was absolutely no light. Now that they had Si Ming as a light source, even with the light refraction from the ground, they could see their surroundings clearly.

"What is this? It's sticky under my feet, and it's a bit disgusting."

Yuezheng Yao looked down at the ground; with each step she took, a trail of sticky liquid would rise from the bottom of her shoes.

Si Ming stroked his chin, pondering, "I initially suspected we'd fallen into an enemy formation, but now it seems we're likely inside the belly of some kind of behemoth. No wonder we sensed such a massive aura earlier, mistaking it for environmental influences; it appears the creature's size is so immense that it disguised itself as mountains and earth."

Many fantasy comics contain similar plots, Si Ming immediately made the connection. He then unleashed a destructive white light from both palms, intending to unleash the Earth-Piercing Annihilation Tyrant Wave to forcefully break through the barrier and break free.

However, during the charging process, the white light dissipated on its own, turning into starlight and disappearing into the air. Before Si Ming could exclaim in surprise, Wan Ziling staggered and almost fell to the ground, but was caught by Yuezheng Yao in time.

"The environment here will draw Primal Qi from us!"

Si Ming also noticed this. Because the No-Emptiness Sound Flow in his body isolated external forces, greatly reducing the speed at which the energy was absorbed, he did not notice it immediately. When he gathered the energy in his palms, it left his body and was absorbed cleanly in the blink of an eye.

Yuezheng Yao No-Emptiness Sound Flow, thus retaining her ability to move, but her expression was not good. "Although the rate of loss has been slowed down, it has not been completely cut off. In time, we will also lose the ability to resist. The enemy wants to use this method to capture us alive."

"Hmph, wishful thinking. If we can't use energy bombardment, then we'll use pure force."

With a roar, golden light erupted from Si Ming's body. He raised his fist and slammed it down, unleashing eighteen times the divine power to strike the ground. Instantly, a powerful shockwave rippled outwards, creating visible undulations on the ground that spread rapidly. Yuezheng Yao and Wan Ziling were affected and were instantly thrown into the air.

"Oh, so you've dispersed my power throughout your body to prevent single-point destruction... but your power hasn't diminished, and you've still withstood the entire impact. I'll see how much you can withstand."

He immediately began to throw punches, one after another, like beating a drum. Each punch generated a shockwave that spread outwards like waves, and Yuezheng Yao and Wan Ziling were repeatedly thrown into the air, looking like they were playing on a trampoline. The four little rabbits on their chests bounced around with them, making them look very lively and cute.

Affected by the environment, his Primal Qi was rapidly depleted. The Solar Prominence Eruption, which usually lasted for several minutes, was stopped in less than half a minute. The golden light on Si Ming's body dissipated, and he returned to normal. Although the ground beneath his feet was obviously distorted, and even blue liquid was flowing from the broken wound, it was not hard to imagine that this injury was like a mosquito bite to a person when dealing with a behemoth. Moreover, the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Just how big is this thing?!"

Si Ming immediately realized that strength is usually proportional to weight. Although his strength was comparable to that of gods and Gods and Devils compared to humanoid beings, and he could easily crush even giants a hundred meters tall, like grabbing one of their fingers and smashing it around, he was perfectly capable of doing that. However, if he were facing a monster as heavy as a mountain, his strength would be insufficient. No matter how confident he was, he did not believe he could lift a mountain.

The gods in mythology who moved mountains actually used divine power, not just brute force. In terms of physical strength alone, 13,500 jin (approximately 6,750 kg) is about the limit.

Similarly, if Si Ming summons a hundred-foot-tall Asura Wrathful Form, the power of its punch will be greater than that of its real body; this is the advantage brought by its size.

Judging from the results of the battle just now, attacking the earth with the Asura Wrathful Form might give them a chance to break free. However, the problem is that the Asura Wrathful Form is essentially an energy body formed by the combination of Fist Intent and vital Primal Qi. In the current environment, it is likely that it will be completely absorbed before it even takes shape.

Si Ming suddenly frowned and said, "That's not right. Even if there's a difference in size, if someone sticks a needle into your stomach, no matter how small the wound is, they should be screaming in pain. Why isn't this guy reacting at all? Could it be that I guessed wrong, and we weren't devoured by a giant beast, but rather under an illusion?"

Yuezheng Yao, who had just landed from the sky, said, "There's another possibility: this giant beast has no sense of pain. I sensed a strong death aura in the valley before, and I thought it was a burial ground. Now it seems that it's emanating from this giant beast. It's a creature similar to a zombie."

"Your analysis makes a lot of sense..."

Si Ming nodded, about to ask if the two were injured, but when he turned his gaze to Yuezheng Yao, he discovered a horrifying and absurd scene.

"What's wrong? Your eyes...?"

Yuezheng Yao recalled a possibility and immediately became alert. While protecting Wan Ziling, who was exhausted, she cautiously looked behind her, but to her surprise, there was nothing behind her.

"Uh, no enemies, no need to worry..."

"Then why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"Um..." Si Ming hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"At a time like this, why are you being so hesitant? Just say what you want to say."

"Your breasts are crooked."

"..."

The atmosphere froze instantly, all was silent, as if we were in the eye of a storm, a strange pressure emanating from the calm.

With a mechanical, stiff movement, Yuezheng Yao turned her neck and looked down, only to see that her fairly full breasts presented a horrifying "eight" shape.

Clearly, her previous "trampoline" activity had exposed a flaw in her disguise.

Yuezheng Yao, expressionless, reached out to straighten her chest, then stated decisively, "It seems we've all fallen for the enemy's illusion."

"Well, illusions usually follow the natural flow of thought, showing people familiar, everyday scenes to lower their guard. After all, it's not a horror movie; the goal isn't to scare people. Besides, suddenly showing a terrifying scene would only raise their alertness and cause the illusion to fail."

"It seems the enemy's illusion magic is far more advanced than we imagined."

"Uh, didn't you just say that it was a giant beast similar to a zombie, and that we were swallowed whole by it?"

"I was wrong, it was all an illusion."