The Terror of Thinking Too Deeply

"Pah!" Wang Xuan spat out the tea fruit from his mouth. If he had never left the Misty Land and only woke up today, where did this First Immortal Tea come from?

If his recent killing of Zheng Yuantian, being protected by two shadows on a rainy night, Heng Jun losing his treasure were all fake, then this tea fruit must also be fake.

The people in the meteorite passage were all primordial spirits. He had carefully confirmed this after escaping there. At this moment, he felt a chill run down his spine and was also somewhat bewildered.

This was the first time he had encountered something like this, and he was questioning his existence. Was time and space out of order? He couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

Wang Xuan was ultimately unwilling to give up, and then he came again!

Below the meteorite passage, he looked up and observed for a long time with his Spiritual Heavenly Eye. When it was safe, he protected himself with two skins, cleared the way with the God Slaying Banner, and soared into the sky.

In his view, this meteorite passage was more than an insurmountable chasm and more difficult than climbing to heaven. If he really had to get through it, it would be like changing the world!

He is now restless and unable to eat or sleep properly. He feels a heavy and terrible shadow hanging over his heart until the truth is found out.

The group was no longer in their original positions. They seemed to have been hiding in the excavated passage for a long time, regained their strength, and were now heading upwards, but with difficulty.

They were also exploring, trying to cross the meteorite passage, but they hadn't gone very far and were already facing immense pressure, even the danger of death, so their progress was slow.

At present, in terms of his own cultivation and strength, Wang Xuan is not as good as them, but the "Pipi Flag Chisel Lid" on his body is strong enough, especially the last cover, which is a precious part. After he activated it, he could withstand the pressure and gradually approach them.

"The illusion has appeared again. Wake up! Forget about the Demon Immortal Dance, this is just a fake scene. Fang Yuzhu is pregnant, impossible! Disperse the illusion!" Wang Xuan remained calm, shaking the lid and activating the flag to instantly shatter the illusion. However, when the real scene was revealed, those people were still climbing on it.

"I...!" Wang Xuan really wanted to grab someone and kill them to see if he was crazy, or if the world where this meteorite passage was located was sick. There really were people up there. Nothing made sense!

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he... took it out on himself.

He pricked his finger with a stick, and a Primordial Spirit Blood spilled out, flowing onto the lid and mingling with it.

Wang Xuan was doing his utmost to merge with the Supreme Treasure Nurturing Life Furnace, hoping to borrow its supreme power to see through illusions and attain the truth.

He believed that even his Spiritual Heavenly Eye might be malfunctioning, and everything was unclear. At this point, he was truly terrified.

"That little madman is here again. Not bad, he's still alive." Demon Ancestor Qi Yi said, looking down.

Wang Xuan retorted, "Old Qi, your family is the one with a hereditary Mental Illness. Your son has even developed a split personality outside!"

He wasn't particularly afraid of the Demon Ancestor; he mainly wanted to communicate and learn more. Today, his perspective, his feelings, and his spiritual understanding were almost overturned.

When!

The furnace lid trembled violently as he vigorously activated it, fusing his Primordial Spirit Blood onto it, connecting the treasure to his own flesh and blood. He looked up and clearly saw that the primordial spirit light there was real.

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded. Was this some kind of ghost?!

He didn't believe anyone could come to his backyard, nor did he think his experiences over the past few days were fake. Had he killed Zheng Yuantian for nothing?

Did he drink air instead of the First Immortal Tea? Was that otherworldly figure just a figment of his imagination?

However, the treasure would not lie. This time, he was certain that he had escaped the illusion and that everything he saw was real!

"Can anyone explain this to me?!" Wang Xuan was completely baffled, falling into self-doubt and wondering if he was going insane.

Undeterred, he went to examine the rough stone wall, where there should be a passage leading to a special Mental World related to the Dao Control Banner.

"Huh?" He was surprised. The passage was gone, and there was no gap. There had never been that path before.

He became alert, his spirit trembled, his primordial spirit and blood glowed, merging with the And Nurturing Life Furnace. He was certain that there was indeed no such path here.

However, the moment he looked up, those primordial spirit lights were clearly visible and indeed existed, which gave him a headache, and he couldn't help but rub his temples.

Fang Yuzhu was very concerned and transmitted her voice, "What's wrong with you? Where did you come from? Are you from the Earthly Realm? It's very dangerous. If you can retreat, turn around immediately!"

"Sister Yuzhu, do you still remember Wang Xuan by the Reed Lake?" Wang Xuan asked seriously. He wanted to know how these primordial spirit lights came about, whether they corresponded to the Transcendent Immortals in the mortal world, and whether it was true.

"This child is indeed insane and stupid. What nonsense is he spouting? He's useless anyway, so I might as well leave him to me as a snack," said the Demon Ancestor with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Fang Yuzhu frowned slightly, as if she was pondering something.

"Sister Yuzhu, do you still remember cooking for me?" Wang Xuan probed again. He felt he wouldn't be able to sleep at night until he found out, and he couldn't just come here casually anymore.

"I vaguely remember you. You like to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes and tofu with scallions..." Fang Yuzhu murmured, her beautiful and flawless face slightly dazed, as if she were lost in thought.

Above, everyone else was stunned and bewildered. Was this really true? Fairy Fang had personally cooked for that boy?

However, Wang Xuan was horrified. Only after his reminder did Fang Yuzhu above remember the people and things outside. Was she a monster corresponding to the real world, or a real person?

Now, the treasure is shaking. He didn't stop at all, and didn't hesitate to release his primordial spirit blood again. The blood and the furnace merged and became indistinguishable, all in order to see the truth clearly.

"Sister, you can't be serious, can you?" Demon Lord Yanyan looked incredulous, then glared at Wang Xuan, her alluring charm vanished, replaced by a slightly fierce expression, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Yanyan, do you still remember when we traveled to the ancient spaceship in outer space together?" Wang Xuan said. The mere mention of Yanyan's name caused a stir among the group. Apart from Fang Yuzhu, no one else dared to address her so affectionately; they all called her Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord Yanyan's expression grew increasingly hostile, but before she could lash out, Wang Xuan added, "Have you forgotten how we flew side by side, facing the super-sample creature together?"

The demon lord was clearly about to explode, but after raising her fair hand, she became lost in thought, somewhat bewildered, and then muttered to herself, "I captured that blue-haired woman alive?"

Wang Xuan felt no joy, but rather a chill ran down his spine. After being reminded, the other person was able to recall what was happening outside.

If this place is close to reality and corresponds to the Mythological World of illusory matter outside, then are the creatures that exist here real or illusory?

Wang Xuan was in a state of confusion and uncertainty.

"Kid, what's wrong with you? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Daoling asked.

"Old Zhang, have you forgotten? That evening when Sister Yuzhu cooked for you, even though you're thick-skinned, you didn't have the nerve to go and freeload. You took a few deep breaths of the aroma outside the manor before quietly leaving and entering Ancheng."

"I!" Zhang Daoling wanted to hit someone. Was this a reminder or an attempt to humiliate him? Was such a thing even possible? To be honest, after a little reflection, it seemed to become clear.

Not only that, Wang Xuan added, "That night, Sister Yuzhu and I went to see a movie, and you and the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor also went. Of course, I didn't sense it, but Sister Yuzhu noticed. You and the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor almost bought couple seats and sat together."

"Stop talking!" Zhang Daoling roared, a roar comparable to the power of a lioness from Hedong with two thousand years of internal energy, making everyone's ears ring.

Old Zhang was really losing face, and after thinking for a moment, he actually remembered it!

At this moment, even the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor was utterly bewildered. Couple seats? Bah!

"Later, you and the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor are eating skewers and drinking draft beer on the street..." This scene was so down-to-earth that everyone present felt it was eerie.

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor thought about the couple's seats and the street-side barbecue, and suddenly they were all clearly connected, forming a real impression. Not only that, he also remembered that night when Huang Ming and Kong Yun told him and Old Zhang about the shares of the Zh Xian Tea House.

Zheng Yuantian spoke coldly, saying, "Don't listen to his lies. It's all fake. How could he possibly be here? He's just a manifestation of that demonic flower. Weren't we troubled by it not long ago? Just kill him, and all the fog will dissipate!"

"Zheng Yuantian, you were severely injured by Sister Yuzhu in the Mental World of outer space, almost beaten to death, and then I killed your avatar. Don't you remember?"

"I..." Zheng Yuantian was stunned, then became angry and embarrassed, he really did remember.

"Later, I killed you with my own hands!" Wang Xuan didn't go into details because it involved his secret of entering the Immortal Realm. This place was too strange now, and he wasn't sure if these people or these strange primordial spirit lights would leak the secret.

At this moment, he began to doubt the true Roots of these people!

"I... am dead?!" Zheng Yuantian was lost in thought, as if he had remembered many things. He was instantly enraged, glared at Wang Xuan, and unleashed boundless Killing Intent. He was about to make a move!

However, to everyone's astonishment and bewilderment, he shattered into pieces, disintegrated in an instant, and the light of his primordial spirit dissipated piece by piece, quickly dissipating.

This scene shocked everyone. With just one sentence from Wang Xuan, Zheng Yuantian died silently and vanished into thin air!

"You are... Demon Flower, who misled us with illusions before, and now you're actually killing people?" Demon Ancestor Qi Yi said coldly. He really couldn't remain calm anymore; this matter was too terrifying.

A single word can kill an utterly ruthless person!

Others found it unbelievable, were quite surprised, and felt that something was wrong.

But then, another unexpected event occurred!

"Yes, Zheng Yuantian is dead..." Behind the vanishing figure, in the ashes, a faint shadow appeared, then became hazy, turning silver-white, its whole body covered in a silver robe, heavy with gloom. It murmured to itself, "Only when he is dead can I, who am sinking at the end of the curtain, come back to life."

A zombie apocalypse? Peerless masters don't believe in such supernatural things at all. They think that things like zombie resurrection or seeing ghosts are only for those who lack the strength to believe it.

However, right now, it is indeed too monstrous. Zheng Yuantian is dead, killed by Wang Xuan with a single word, and reduced to ashes. Yet, an even more mysterious monster emerged from the ashes of his primordial spirit!

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded; all sorts of strange and bizarre events had occurred today.

"The creator of the Great Demon Fetus Technique?" Fang Yuzhu asked, still calm and unafraid of this person.

Deep in the universe, inside an ancient spaceship, the Demon Lord Yanyan's bright face was tinged with coldness as she said, "My spiritual light has spread into the distance, slipping out of my control. Everything has become blurred, so similar to the great catastrophes in history, turning reality into illusion, and illusion into reality?"

She looked down and saw that her skirt was charred and torn, indicating that something was wrong. She immediately sneered, "Ha!"

"That's right, I'm going through it too. Who did it, and what did they do? The light in my heart has dimmed and faded away." Old Zhang said solemnly.

The four masters, piloting an ancient spaceship into the depths of the vast starry sea, were almost at the location of the extraterrestrial civilization when they were startled to feel strange changes within themselves.

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor spoke, his expression extremely solemn, saying, "Back then, during the Great Tribulation of Illusion and Reality, someone tried to transform the eternal night of the extraordinary into eternal brilliance, reversing illusion and reality, and as a result, a great disaster occurred!"

Fang Yuzhu's fair and beautiful face was filled with seriousness as she said, "It seems that the legends left behind under the eternal night are not unbelievable. Some things are indeed true. The Sky-Veiling Mirror, the treasure of that era, was the 'protagonist' and was destroyed in that great event."

Wang Xuan's mind was in turmoil. Today, he couldn't get a definite answer and found that more and more questions were arising. What exactly was the situation with those people? Was it close to the truth? Did they have monsters corresponding to the people outside, or was there another reason?

He prepared to leave first, without actually following them, but asked them for clothes, and even strands of his primordial spirit hair, wanting to take them away to verify.

"Sister Yuzhu..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuzhu cut off a corner of her burnt white robe and gave it to him.

"Old Zhang, you can have a sleeve too, and it would be best if you could give me a few strands of hair," Wang Xuan said.

"Who knows what kind of monster you are? Could you really be a demonic flower trying to analyze me?" Zhang Daoling stared at him.

Finally, Wang Xuan ran away without stopping. He wanted to return to the real world to clear his head and determine whether what he had experienced was real or an illusion. He was still uneasy and found it hard to believe.

When Wang Xuan returned and entered the Earth of Destiny, his spirit and body became one. Then he saw the hem of the skirt he had brought out, one white and one red, with severe burn marks.

"Old Chen, why did you faint? No, you actually fell asleep. What's wrong with you?" Wang Xuan noticed that Old Chen, who was protecting him, was still sleepy. He had to rouse him several times before he gradually woke up.

Chen Yongjie was baffled. How could he have fallen asleep? Was he really that unreliable? It was simply unacceptable!

Then, he quickly perked up, staring at the tattered skirt in Wang Xuan's hand, and said, "The scent is familiar. Why were you so violent, tearing it to shreds?"

Wang Xuan was still in a terrifying atmosphere, feeling incredibly heavy-hearted, but now he instantly broke free of that mood and really wanted to hit him!

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