Illusion World

In the Illusion World, the environment Luo Zhiyuan currently found himself in was no longer a forest, but a volcanic landscape surrounded by rivers of scorching magma.

Luo Zhiyuan hovered 50 meters above the ground, guarding against any monsters that might emerge from the magma to ambush him.

Just a moment ago, a star-level seven monster had been lying in wait within the magma river, launching a Mental Shock at Luo Zhiyuan. Although it couldn't affect him in the slightest, it was still promptly shredded by the proactive Xingxing.

At this moment, Luo Zhiyuan looked toward a scorched valley a few kilometers ahead, where five staggering figures were wandering aimlessly within a small area.

They were five star-level humans who had come for the assessment: one star-level three female spirit reader holding a tier-three telekinetic weapon, and four star-level nine spirit readers, all male, wielding tier-two weapons.

Judging by the uniformity of their clothing, they were likely a single squad participating in the assessment. It stood to reason that the four men were the woman's bodyguards; otherwise, no one would bring a star-level three dead weight to such an assessment.

Being able to possess a tier-three telekinetic weapon and be escorted by four star-level nine bodyguards, it was clear this woman had a certain degree of background and influence.

However, they had all lost their autonomy and sanity, whether attacked by a monster's soul technique or ensnared by the illusions of this Illusion World, and could no longer find their way out.

Watching those five lost humans, Luo Zhiyuan felt a sense of caution.

No matter how much background or influence you have, once you encounter an unstoppable attack during a cosmic adventure—be it a dangerous environment or a terrifying enemy—the outcome is always the same.

A cautionary tale indeed!

Luo Zhiyuan kept his eyes on the five-man squad until the space shifted, the environment changed once more, and he appeared in a vast wilderness.

Fifteen days later, Luo Zhiyuan experienced another scene shift. Before he could even assess his surroundings, he heard a burst of manic laughter.

"Hahahaha! We finally ran into a living soul! Kid! Hurry up and take out your guide, hand it over to us, and we'll spare your life. Otherwise, we'll kill you right here!"

Turning his head toward the source of the sound, Luo Zhiyuan took in his surroundings.

This was a massive city ruin. Having undergone some unknown catastrophe, not a single complete building remained, leaving only broken walls and debris.

Within a section of ruins less than 3 kilometers from Luo Zhiyuan, there were three Bulieni, all star-level nine martial artists.

Whether it was their tattered bat wings or their scarred green scales, everything indicated they had just emerged from a brutal battle.

Yet, all three wore manic expressions, their eyes burning with a crazed bloodlust. Two of them quickly rushed out from the ruins, surrounding Luo Zhiyuan in a triangular formation.

Luo Zhiyuan watched as they encircled him, his expression unchanged. He didn't make any defensive moves, merely glancing left and right before fixing his gaze on the one in front who had spoken earlier.

"Why do you want my guide? Where are yours?"

The Bulieni in front looked impatient, his voice raspy as he said, "If we still had our guides, we would have left this hellhole long ago! We've been trapped here for over three years!"

"Enough talk! Put your guide on the ground and get lost! Do it while we can still control our own wills, or don't blame us if we kill you!"

Trapped here for over three years? These three guys were not simple!

To be trapped in a place like this for three years without losing their minds meant they likely possessed soul-defense techniques. Could they be considered qualified cosmic warriors in the eyes of Bulieni?

The corners of Luo Zhiyuan's mouth curled up, a desire for battle igniting in his eyes.

Since arriving on Qingyu Planet, he had been training alone and had yet to engage in a real, life-or-death struggle with other humans. Hearing the man's words, a strong urge to fight surged within him.

"Heh, handing it over is impossible. Defeat me, and the guide is yours!"

As he spoke, Luo Zhiyuan took out his Lightning Shuttle, stepped onto it, and prepared to clash with the three of them.

Seeing that Luo Zhiyuan refused to hand over the guide, the one in front let out a shrill screech, and the two warriors on his flanks immediately drew their weapons and charged.

Separating three Light Shuttles from the Lightning Shuttle, Luo Zhiyuan controlled them to streak toward the three targets while he himself soared into the air on his Lightning Shuttle.

Three white flames of light struck the three Bulieni instantly, but they caused no real damage, as each was blocked away.

Before the three could make another move, the three Light Shuttles attacked again from different angles. The three Bulieni martial artists brandished their tier-three force weapons, continuously hacking at the dazzling white flames.

Below Luo Zhiyuan, the three white flames resembled white spheres, surrounding the three Bulieni.

Suddenly, a raspy roar echoed. The Bulieni on the left was shrouded in a red mist, actually knocking the Light Shuttle far away with a heavy strike.

"Oh? A fire-type domain? To comprehend a domain at the star-level counts as a genius. To think I'd meet one here." Before Luo Zhiyuan could finish his thought, he was distracted by what happened below.

The other two Bulieni had also activated their domains simultaneously—one was a water-type domain, and the one who had spoken first possessed a second-stage metal-type domain.

"Oh ho? Kid Luo, these three must be geniuses cultivated by some organization; they're all domain-level."

"It seems so. The fact that these three could hold out here for three years has a lot to do with them all being domain-level warriors."

Seeing that his Lightning Shuttle in its first combat form could no longer entangle these three domain-level warriors, Luo Zhiyuan retracted the three Light Shuttles.

The three Bulieni were panting, realizing their luck was poor to have run into such a powerful spirit reader. They closed the distance between them to better support one another.

Seeing their tight formation, Luo Zhiyuan grinned again.

"You guys are pretty good. Let's see if you can handle this move!"

He controlled the Lightning Shuttle to trigger its second combat form, and a massive downpour of white light points washed over the trio.

Seeing the deluge of white light enveloping them, the three Bulieni grew tense. They turned back-to-back to face the light rain, raising their weapons.

A shield composed of three mixed domains formed around them, acting as a layer of protection.

"Whoa!" Bulieni shouted, "They can actually combine their domains to use together. These little guys aren't simple."

"This isn't something you can just learn from spending a long time together. If these three keep growing, they might develop their own combined combat techniques, which would greatly increase their combat power."

"What a pity they chose to target you. Their judgment is a bit lacking, haha."

Luo Zhiyuan was too embarrassed to respond to that.

Massive torrents of light swirled around them, the madness in the eyes of the three Qingyu Planet natives gradually fading and being replaced by a look of vigilance as they swung their weapons with all their might to keep the surrounding rain of light at bay.

However, Luo Zhiyuan once again activated the second form of the Lightning Shuttle, causing it to shift; the white points of light transformed from a torrential downpour into needles, their trajectories becoming chaotic and unpredictable.

Bulges appeared on both sides of the three Qingyu Planet natives' foreheads—a sign that they were exerting their full strength—and they let out hoarse, frantic roars, attempting to break through the curtain of rain, but it was futile; they simply could not break out.

Luo Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head toward the rear, seeing a Universe-level 1 monster charging toward them from over 100 kilometers away, and he frowned, clearly displeased by this monster coming to stir up trouble.

Just as he was about to have Xingxing deal with the monster, it unleashed a soul secret technique toward them.

Luo Zhiyuan withstood the soul attack without a scratch, the three great mountains within his sea of consciousness not even trembling, but the three Qingyu Planet natives below were not so lucky.

They had already been exerting their full strength to fend off Luo Zhiyuan's attack, and now, being ambushed by a Universe-level 1 monster, they could no longer defend themselves despite possessing soul-defense techniques.

The movements of the three individuals instantly stalled, and the clarity in their eyes gradually dissipated.

Luo Zhiyuan controlled the Lightning Shuttle to come to an abrupt stop, retracting all the points of light back into the main body of the shuttle beneath his feet.

Turning around to stare at the Universe-level 1 monster, a wave of angry consciousness pressure radiated from Luo Zhiyuan, shrouding the monster like a black cloud and shocking it so severely that it collapsed and knelt directly on the ground.

Luo Zhiyuan said expressionlessly, "Xingxing, it's yours. Crush it."

A giant, deep-blue vine leaf shot out rapidly from behind Luo Zhiyuan, wrapping around the monster in a single strike; by the time the vine leaf retracted, a mist of blood drifted out from between its gaps.

Luo Zhiyuan descended to the ground and walked over to the three Qingyu Planet natives, saying to them, "In consideration of the fact that you held out for three years, I will bury you, so as to spare you from being devoured by other monsters."

Waving his hand, the Lightning Shuttle revealed its third form—a three-meter-long shuttle tipped with a ring of white spikes—and slammed into the ground nearby, blasting out a deep pit.

Just as Luo Zhiyuan was about to have Xingxing place the three Qingyu Planet natives into the pit, he found his vision blurring as the terrain changed once again.

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