So you gave it to the Son of God, and he still has to pass the test? Xing Xiangtian, the red-haired woman stared at him, wanting to hear his explanation.
Xing Xiangtian stepped forward and stroked his wife's black hair. With a sigh, he said, "Xiu'er, that's a silly question. With the Son of God's talent, he'll definitely pass the test eventually. He doesn't necessarily have to absorb it right now..."
Two Methods
"Have you thought about what will happen to the village if we take our ancestor's Head Soul Bone away?"
"Uh, well..."
Hearing his wife's question, Xing Xiangtian was taken aback, unsure how to answer.
Earlier, they'd mentioned that their ancestor, Xing Yunuo, had left behind some methods in her Head Soul Bone.
There were two methods.
First, Void Dream Veil. This was an area-wide illusion that could cover a circular region three kilometers in diameter.
This method could create a natural environment identical to the one within the covered area. Put simply, it was like a "mirage." Then the "mirage" would blend with the real natural environment.
In the end, it would create a deceptive effect, concealing everything within the area where the false and the real overlapped: people, houses, animals, and so on.
From outside the area, all anyone would see was the scenery of the "mirage." It was as if the painting couldn't be changed: you could add stroke after stroke without making the slightest difference, when in truth those "extra strokes" had already been incorporated into it.
Nothing within Void Dream Veil could be observed directly.
Even if someone accidentally wandered in, their memories would quickly grow hazy after they left, like a dream they couldn't remember.
Of course, there was a limit. Anyone with sufficiently powerful spiritual power wouldn't forget what they'd seen,