Super Illusionary Realm (Part Two)
The voice that suddenly appeared in Zhuge Xiang's mind startled Zhuge Xiang slightly. Who else could possess such an ability? It must be the Illusionary Nether King of this Scorching Desert.
It actually knew that I had been in the Scorching Desert for ten days? And it even knew that I had been investigating it during this time? Could it be that the entire Scorching Desert was its spy network? Thinking of this, Zhuge Xiang was shocked by the abilities of the Illusionary Nether King.
Sensing something, Zhuge Xiang turned around and, sure enough, stood a graceful woman behind him. She was wearing a Black Veil, but her exposed skin was very fair and delicate, as if she were completely unaffected by the Scorching Desert sun.
Her face was covered by a Black Veil, so her features could not be seen, but Zhuge Xiang could vaguely tell that she was an unparalleled beauty, no less than Lu Yuling.
Throughout his cultivation, Zhuge Xiang has seen countless beauties, but the most beautiful of them all are Lu Yuling and the Sea Goddess of the East Sea God. Lu Yuling's beauty lies in her aloofness and detachment, like a crescent moon in the sky, unattainable. The Sea God's beauty lies in her Deity holiness and majesty, as if the sun and moon were shining brightly, inspiring a sense of submission and worship.
However, this Illusionary Nether King's beauty is in no way inferior to Lu Yuling and the Sea God. Moreover, even though her peerless face cannot be seen, the glimpses of her Illusionary Nether King figure through the Black Veil give her a hazy beauty, arousing people's curiosity and making them want to discover all her beauty.
"The Illusionary Nether King?" Zhuge Xiang asked, looking at the stunning woman in the black gauze dress.
Although it was a question, his tone clearly indicated certainty. Even though he had never met the Illusionary Nether King, Zhuge Xiang knew from her words just now.
"Indeed, what brings you to this Scorching Desert? Do you need my help? Or perhaps you wish to Exorcise Demon demons and uphold justice?" Dressed in a black gown, the Illusionary Nether King nodded slightly and continued to ask Zhuge Xiang. As she spoke, her bright eyes, like those of a peerless black pearl, scrutinized Zhuge Xiang.
"Of course I need your help, but I never expected that the legendary Illusionary Nether King would be such a stunning beauty like you..." Seeing that the Illusionary Nether King seemed easy to talk to, Zhuge Xiang spoke up, sincerely praising her.
Although Fairy can transform into human form and even change their appearance, their aura cannot be faked.
"Oh? Just say it. As long as I can help you, I will do my best to assist you." Hearing that Zhuge Xiang needed his help, the Illusionary Nether King seemed quite easy to talk to, speaking directly and almost patting his chest to guarantee it.
Her straightforward personality surprised Zhuge Xiang. Was this girl truly this kind when she was being kind? Or was he just Luck to have encountered her when she was being kind?
"I have a friend who needs to research things about the soul and Memory. You, Illusionary Nether King, are the pioneer in this field, so I hope you can help me." Since Illusionary Nether King was easy to talk to, Zhuge Xiang was even happier and directly told Illusionary Nether King about the Die Wu Dance in a concise manner.
"I see. It's just a small matter. Bring her here, and I'll do my best to help." With a wave of her hand, Illusionary Nether King, though a woman, was no less generous than a man.
"I am truly grateful. My friend is currently in the Hall of Honored Guests Imperial Palace Chang'an City. Would it be possible for Illusionary Nether King to accompany me?" Zhuge Xiang was genuinely grateful for Illusionary Nether King's generosity and kindness.
The task rewards were three whole levels high, and it was completed so easily. How could Zhuge Xiang not be grateful?
"The Imperial Palace of the Great Tang Dynasty?" However, the previously forthright and warm-hearted Illusionary Nether King's eyes turned icy cold at Zhuge Xiang's words, his tone chilling, each word seeming to spring from the depths of winter. "Get out of here! Within three breaths, if you don't leave, don't blame me for making you wish you were dead..."
Zhuge Xiang was startled by the sudden change in the Illusionary Night King. He quickly realized that the Illusionary Night King had once been ambushed by dozens of Void Realm experts from the Tang Dynasty's royal family. It was only natural that she harbored hatred towards the Tang Dynasty's royal family...
"Illusionary Nether King, let me explain, I..." Seeing that Illusionary Nether King had turned on him without any warning, just as the clear sky had turned into dark clouds in an instant, Zhuge Xiang hurriedly spoke up to explain.
"Hmph, so you're the same, a tribute to the Great Tang Dynasty. In that case, today I'll let you taste what the most terrible pain in the Mortal World is..." Before Zhuge Xiang could finish speaking, Illusionary Nether King's black pearl-like eyes suddenly let out a cold snort, his voice so cold it could freeze one's blood.
Her eyes, as black as black pearls, suddenly burst forth with endless light, like a vortex, making Zhuge Xiang feel as if his very soul was being pulled apart. The Illusionary Nether King had clearly activated her illusionary abilities...
"Sword Soul!" Feeling the tremor in his soul, Zhuge Xiang focused his mind on his spiritual platform and fully activated the Sword Soul floating above his Purple Mansion Spiritual Platform.
Within the Purple Mansion Spiritual Platform, the suspended divine sword emitted bursts of light, completely illuminating the entire Purple Mansion Spiritual Platform and thus resisting the Illusionary Nether King's illusionary attacks...
"Oh? Sword Soul? I didn't expect you to have such abilities." Sensing the powerful resistance from Zhuge Xiang's Sword Soul, and with his Divine Sense like a sword severing his Mental Illusion, Illusionary Nether King raised an eyebrow in surprise.
However, he immediately followed up with a cold laugh, saying, "But do you think you can withstand me with just a Sword Soul?"
As Illusionary Nether King finished speaking, Zhuge Xiang felt a sudden dizziness. When he regained his senses, he found himself lying in a dilapidated little temple. Tiny fish were constantly falling from the temple's crumbling tiles. The rainy night brought a chill that seeped into his bones...
Zhuge Xiang moved slightly and felt a sharp pain in his body, as if half of his bones had been broken. Looking down, he saw bruises all over his body, his thin frame dressed in tattered, patched Coarse-Cloth Garments. He looked like a twelve or thirteen-year-old...
"Where is this? Why am I here?" Zhuge Xiang looked around blankly, but his eyes suddenly fixed on something. Then, his eyes filled with surging anger, an anger that seemed to drive away even the cold of the rainy night...
An old man, lifeless, lay beside Zhuge Xiang. The old Beggar had many bite and scratch marks on his body. Zhuge Xiang remembered that he himself was a little Beggar, and this old Beggar was his grandfather who had taken care of him until he grew up.
Just today, when the old beggar was begging at a wealthy family's house in the Town, the rich man not only refused to give him alms, but also unleashed his dog to attack him. If the old Beggar hadn't held on to him, his frail body would have been devoured by the vicious dog, leaving not even a bone fragment.
Dragging his weary body, Zhuge Xiang moved slightly, ignoring the drizzling rain outside, and pulled the old Beggar out of the dilapidated temple.
With a slight thought, Zhuge Xiang returned to his cramped little dilapidated temple. Under the tattered straw mat, he pulled out a Dagger, which gleamed with a cold light in the rainy night.
Where did this knife come from? Zhuge Xiang shook his head, he couldn't remember, but he had a feeling that there should be a knife under the straw mat.
Holding the knife, Zhuge Xiang buried the old Beggar's body in the darkness. Then, he picked up the small knife and walked alone into the familiar Town in the rainy night...
I was only twelve or thirteen years old, and this Town was where I had grown up. I should be very familiar with every brick and tile here, but for some reason, walking here on this rainy night, this Town, despite its familiarity, gave me a strange feeling, as if I hadn't been here for many years.
Shaking his head, Zhuge Xiang shook off the strange feeling that had inexplicably arisen in his heart. He then turned towards the mansion in his Memory, his eyes burning with hatred and rage...
In the middle of the night, the world was shrouded in darkness and deathly silence. Looking at the high walls and tightly closed doors, Zhuge Xiang hesitated for a moment, then, as if possessed, he found himself at the back of the mansion, under a tree. Sure enough, there was a dog hole the size of a washbasin in the wall.
An adult might find it difficult to squeeze through, but Zhuge Xiang, due to his long-term begging, was already thin and frail, and being only twelve or thirteen years old, he easily slipped through the dog hole.
He carried a gleaming Dagger in his arms. There was a dog hole here, though Zhuge Xiang didn't remember it. But a voice in his heart seemed to be telling him that this was the right place to go.
Although he had never been a thief, his young age and light physique, coupled with his deliberate light footsteps, made Zhuge Xiang move like a ghost, Soul Hook and alluring ghost. He gently pried open the bolts of each door with the blade and entered the bedroom.
Without a second thought, he stabbed the Dagger into the chest, his hand covering the mouth, and then plunged it in again and again...
In the darkness, the boy held a sharp blade, blood splattering everywhere. His still-childish eyes were filled with a frenzied rage and hatred; the blood seemed to have stained his eyes red...
Slaughter, a slaughter unique to twelve or thirteen-year-old children, happened tonight. More than twenty bites in a row. Thinking of the old Beggar being bitten to death, Zhuge Xiang's knife became even more ruthless and vicious...
As dawn broke, Zhuge Xiang, exhausted but still full of energy, crawled out of the dog hole again. However, just as he was about to leave the Town, he seemed to remember something, stopped at the Town's entrance, and turned to look back.
Behind him, there was no one, only the drizzling rain, an eerie stillness, a quiet silence. But Zhuge Xiang had a feeling that someone should appear soon.
Who was it? Zhuge Xiang didn't know, nor why they were coming, but he knew someone would come, and someone very important to him... (To be continued...)