Watching the Demon God Pillars plunge into the ground around Song Shuhang, the Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword couldn't help asking, "Are you driving piles?"
It felt as though Song Shuhang would use these Demon God Pillars to lay a foundation next, then build a skyscraper on top of it.
"What a pity. Once little friend Shuhang's true illusion ends, these ninety-nine Demon God Pillars will vanish into thin air too, won't they?" True Lord White Crane said regretfully.
They were symbols of the ninety-nine times Song Shuhang had been hung on a pillar. It would be quite a shame for them to disappear just like that.
"Senior Song, has your heart demon come out yet?" Soft Feather asked.
"A heart demon... I don't seem to feel anything." Song Shuhang's main body slowly opened his eyes. He remained stubbornly upright, both hands braced on his shield.
What a shame. It would've been nice to form a Heart Demon Incarnation this time. Maybe it would even come in a flavor I liked, so I could slice it up and make Heart Demon Sashimi.
"I think little friend Shuhang's Dao Heart must be sick," Copper Trigram Immortal Master said, surveying the Demon God Pillars and the illusions of Song Shuhang hanging from them, burned to charcoal. "A normal person should at least be able to squeeze out a heart demon after dying ninety-nine times."
"Not really. By the tenth death, you stop feeling anything," Song Shuhang said. "Keep dying, and you get used to it."
Besides, an illusion was ultimately an illusion. It was still different from reality.
Back in the Confucian School's Golden Lotus World, he hadn't died nearly so many times, but the fear he'd felt then was far beyond anything an illusion could produce.
Venerable Yellow Mountain: "..."
He reached