"Little brat, if you didn't wake up soon, you were probably going to die here today."
Gong Niang issued a grave warning.
Under Gong Niang's stimulation, Yang An abruptly came to his senses and understood the situation.
He had not yet reached Bai'an City. He was merely on a barren mountain two hundred li outside Bai'an City.
Everything he had just seen had been an illusion!
In other words, Qingxin receiving Bodhisattva Haishu's orders, announcing his death, abandoning the search for him, and attacking him when he called for help—none of it had been real.
This barren mountain was littered with corpses and remains. Human bones and the carcasses of birds and beasts lay scattered everywhere, creating an intensely sinister atmosphere.
Even the breeze carried a thick stench of decay.
Yang An remembered now. When he had first passed through this place, he had casually dealt with a demon, which had drawn a large number of demons to pursue him.
That meant the demons pursuing him had also been fake.
Fortunately, Gong Niang's bite had brought him back to his senses quickly.
In just an instant, he had seen so many false scenes. It was terrifying beyond measure.
Just as Yang An woke up, the entire ground began to quake, and a sinister wind sprang up.
At the same time, Yang An sensed a demonic aura shooting into the sky, right beside him.
The countless skeletal remains began to tremble. Large masses of black flesh burrowed out of the ground, and the bones and corpses clung to it one after another.
In the blink of an eye, a spider-like demon formed from tangled flesh and bones appeared before Yang An.
It had more than ten enormous legs, and its body resembled two spherical tumors of flesh. Half a man's torso