The Illusion Realm's Ferocious Beast
"Chen Fan! You're only concerned with your own safety, while the edifice of Human Race has crumbled!"
"The Boundary Sea has collapsed, and humanity has been severed! If you do not scatter your Divine Kingdom and Dao Transformation yourself to mend the world, you will be the eternal sinner of billions of Human Race!"
The chilling question echoed in the void, transforming into a tangible pressure that attempted to crush Chen Fan's Divine Soul into the Abyss of morality and sin.
Ascension to immortality, father and son in the mortal world, and the greater good of the clan.
It progresses step by step, relentlessly targeting the heart and soul.
Any Great Vehicle cultivator who reaches this stage would have their Dao Heart riddled with holes, inevitably falling into endless self-blame and Divine Soul chaos.
However, standing atop the Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood, Chen Fan's pent-up rage transformed into a chilling killing intent.
"Layer upon layer, chattering on and on."
A cold smile appeared on Chen Fan's lips.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the calm aura that belonged to the Early Great Vehicle cultivation had suddenly vanished.
Boom!
In the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness, the True Spirit of Middle Martial God at the peak, which had been restrained layer by layer, fully awakened!
A terrifying comprehension and Martial Dao will of up to 167 million, like an unsheathed peerless divine weapon, fully awakened within this sixteen-year-old body.
The black and white Tai Chi Dao Mark between his brows suddenly shone brightly!
A gray-white divine ring spanning tens of thousands of miles suddenly condensed behind his head. Within the divine ring, a supreme phantom sitting atop the Divine Kingdom slowly opened its eyes that had been indifferent to the passing of time.
A terrifying force swept out, and this illusory Starry Battlefield couldn't even withstand it for a moment before emitting a piercing wail, with large swathes of Stars remnants shattering into countless specks of light!
"Get out here and face your death!"
Chen Fan shouted, clenched his right fist, and slammed it down in mid-air.
The pure Martial God intent, carrying the supreme pressure of the Divine Kingdom's Great Life-and-Death Millstone, ruthlessly smashed into the node in the Void directly in front of it!
Click!!
This fabricated illusion of a collapsing starry sky was like a fragile piece of thin ice. Faced with absolute power, it shattered into countless spiderweb-like cracks from the point of impact of the fist, and then exploded with a deafening roar!
The illusion vanished completely.
The pungent, ancient, deathly odor and stale dust once again filled my mouth and nose.
There were no longer any celestial palaces, courtyards, or starry rivers around, only dark and oppressive black stone walls.
This is the interior of the first level of the inverted black tower.
Inside the ancient hall, which spans thousands of feet in circumference, hundreds of skeletons of Mahayana cultivators, whose Dao Blood and Origin Source had Great Vehicle been drained, sat cross-legged. Each corpse had a crystal-clear, ethereal thread piercing through its brow, forming an extremely vicious soul-gathering array.
In the very center of the main hall, on a sinister array eye cast in bronze.
A bizarre creature, resembling a hundred-eyed tumor and covered in twisted tentacles, was suspended in mid-air.
At this moment, the Primordial Mirage Demon, which had controlled the triple illusion array for ten thousand years, suddenly had all thirty-odd compound eyes burst open, and scalding dark green blood gushed out like a spring.
The backlash from the forced shattering of the great formation nearly tore its Divine Soul to shreds!
"Ahhh!!"
The Primordial Mirage Demon let out an extremely shrill scream, its remaining compound eyes filled with unprecedented horror and fear.
It stared intently at the white-clad youth who was slowly emerging from the countless fragments of space, its tentacles convulsing wildly from extreme trembling.
"This... this is absolutely impossible!"
"How could such a level of Divine Soul will exist in the Lower Realms? What kind of monster are you?!"
It once used this formation to outlast three Great Vehicle masters, dragging their Divine Souls step by step into the quagmire of despair.
But this boy, whose bone age was only sixteen, broke the formation without any regard for the laws of heaven and earth. He simply used a domineering power that was several Dimensions higher than his own to crush the entire demonic formation into dust!
The footsteps were soft.
Chen Fan walked barefoot on the stone slabs covered with corpse frost, his expression indifferent as water.
He held a broken Broken Saber with a few rust spots in his hand, the blade leaving a trail of cold sparks as it dragged across the ground. Step by step, he walked toward the Primordial Mirage Demon, which lay limp and lifeless deep within the formation.
"That's an awful way of yelling."
Chen Fan slowly raised his blade, the flat tip stopping directly in front of the Mirage Demon's largest main eye, looking down at it.
"Tell me, on which floor did those small fry die?"
The Broken Saber was pushed forward half an inch.
The mottled iron filings on the blade remained unmoved, while a wisp of gray-white Life-and-Death Dao Resonance pierced the central membrane of the Primordial Mirage Demon's main eye.
Laugh!
A gushing, foul-smelling, dark green liquid spurted out.
The excruciating pain that tore at the Divine Soul caused dozens of tentacles around the Primordial Mirage Demon to twitch violently, and the fleshy tumor to tremble wildly, smashing cracks into the black floor tiles of the entire hall.
"Spare your life! My lord, spare your life!"
A piercing, shrill Divine Thought echoed in terror throughout the hall, completely erasing any semblance of composure he had displayed while manipulating his inner demons. "I said! They're all on the top floor!"
Chen Fan lowered his eyes, the smooth blade remaining deep within them.
Explain yourself.
"Void-Soaring Sword Venerable, Reverend Heavenly Balance... and even the Bone-Corroding Demon Venerable, they were trapped in the 'Dao-Transformation Blood Pool' on the second floor within half an hour of entering!"
The Mirage Demon, its remaining compound eyes fixed on the Broken Saber so close at hand, roared wildly, "That pool of water isn't celestial dew at all, it's ten-thousand-year-old corpse-transforming essence! They coveted the ancient inheritance, their Divine Souls were sealed by the divine patterns of the Emperor's Mausoleum Tomb, their physical bodies have long since disintegrated, and their Primordial Spirits have been completely stripped away, their ninth layer extracted!"
"Corpse transformation?" Chen Fan raised an eyebrow.
"It was the Holy Emperor! The Taixuan Sacred Emperor did not undergo any physical disintegration ten thousand years ago!"
To save his own life, the Mirage Demon dared not conceal a single word any longer, and roared almost maniacally, revealing the ancient secret. "The Holy Emperor's lifespan is nearing its end, his physical body is decaying, and he knows he cannot survive the Great Vehicle Ascension Tribulation, so he laid this deadly trap! He forged seven Bronze Fragments and scattered them across the Star Sea, luring Great Vehicle Ascension cultivators from all directions into the trap every tens of thousands of years!"
"The illusion of the first layer is not for killing, but for using the three tribulations of extreme joy, kinship, and righteousness to completely shatter the intruder's Dao Heart and force out the innate impurities in their Divine Soul!"
"The second level of the blood pool is for draining the Qi and Blood of several Mahayana Great Vehicle, fusing them into a flawless, Immaculate Embryo... World-Suppressing Coffin, the remnant soul of the Holy Emperor awaits rebirth in another body!"
The mirage demon, its tentacles sprawling on the ground, trembled and pleaded, "My lord, your Divine Soul is unparalleled! I am but a ferocious gatekeeper beast, enslaved by its restrictions for ten thousand years. I beg you, my lord, spare my lowly life! I will lead you to break through the formation..."
"No."
Chen Fan interrupted calmly and indifferently.
The mirage demon was stunned, then boundless despair welled up in its compound eyes. "You promised..."
"I only asked where the person was and when they agreed to let you stay."
Chen Fan pressed Void with his right hand.
Boom!
The Miniature Divine Kingdom deep within his Dantian reversed, and a gigantic, gray-white Millstone phantom, thousands of feet tall, crashed down from nowhere, trapping the bronze array eye in the center of the hall along with the hundred-eyed fleshy tumor.
"No--!"