In the Demon Soul Realm, where heaven and earth lay steeped in blood-red, Startling Wind Great Sage Feng Kui grew more and more frustrated as he flew.
By now, he had already killed three "Ye Zhens," but regrettably, every single one had been an illusion.
This left Feng Kui deeply puzzled.
Because in the process of destroying Ye Zhen's three Phantom Clones, he had flown back and forth across more than five million li.
Even at his speed, five million li required more than half a quarter-hour of sustained high-speed flight.
And that was precisely what puzzled him. Even an Azure Winged Wind Kite like him, possessing the Great Wind bloodline, needed more than half a quarter-hour to fly that far.
So how had Ye Zhen sent his phantom bodies to different locations throughout this blood-red world?
Amid his confusion, Feng Kui fully revealed his true form, withdrew his Body Protection Spiritual Qi, and breathed deeply.
Hmm, the air was normal.
Then Feng Kui swooped down to the ground, transformed into human form, and struck out in a lightning-fast flurry. The stones, the blood-stained branches, and the grass leaves were all real.
He chewed one, and it even had a bitter taste and a faint trace of juice.
The soil was real too, carrying a distinctive bloody stench!
A massive Wind Blade slashed out, instantly blasting a thousand-meter-deep crater into the ground. Then Feng Kui's divine sense swept through the crater like a storm.
Afterward, he kneaded the dirt again and sniffed it several times.
"Real!"
"This isn't an illusion, nor is it some isolated space. It's a genuinely existing Small World!" As he muttered, an inexplicable delight appeared in Feng Kui's eyes.
Based on all the signs, he had already formed a rough guess.
That Ye Zhen's phantom body