"Hm, there doesn't seem to be any movement."
Evilwood Daoist and the others swiftly passed through the spatial node and entered this pocket world. Looking around, they found themselves on a Blood-Colored Plain—desolate and barren, filled with an endless air of bleakness stretching as far as the eye could see.
Yet they could not see a single Saint undead, because Xia Ping had long since set up an advanced illusion formation in this space, concealing its original appearance completely.
Naturally, because Xia Ping possessed the Formless Mask, even those mindless Saint undead failed to notice him setting up the formation. Everything had proceeded extremely smoothly.
Moreover, the power of this advanced illusion formation somewhat exceeded Xia Ping's expectations. The illusion was simply too lifelike; illusionary fluctuations blended into spatial fluctuations, falsehood and reality intertwined, appearing both real and unreal.
Even Lightning Tribulation Realm experts could not spot the slightest flaw, believing this to be a genuine space.
"A bunch of idiots."
Xia Ping had returned by now. Hidden deep within the formation, he watched the show from the sidelines without making a single move.
"Where are the Ten Thousand Longevity Fruits?"
Longbrow Old Devil released his divine sense, searching everywhere for traces of the Ten Thousand Longevity Fruits.
"Look! In the middle of that Blood-Colored Plain—isn't that a batch of mature Ten Thousand Longevity Fruits?"
Golden Snake Gentleman stared fixedly at the center of the plain. There, he discovered blood-red trees growing in clusters, their branches laden with dense, countless fruits.
At once, his eyes turned red.
"They really are Ten Thousand Longevity Fruits. I've seen them once before and sensed their aura. I never expected so many Ten Thousand Longevity Fruits to appear here. We've truly struck it rich this time."
Even Evilwood Daoist, normally so shrewd and composed,