Shi Nian gritted his teeth and followed after him.
And he was incredibly fast, arriving before Wang Sheng in just a few breaths. He hid in a corner about twenty meters away, waiting for Wang Sheng's arrival.
Wang Sheng suddenly felt a chilling aura, filled with murderous intent.
This is the kind of murderous aura that can only be released when someone is about to take another's life.
The place Wang Sheng chose to walk in was already remote and quiet, but he could still hear some faint sounds coming from the streets in the distance.
But now the surroundings suddenly became even quieter, eerily quiet, a lifeless silence filled with the aura of death.
Then the scenery before my eyes seemed to be veiled by an indelible gauze.
In an instant, Wang Sheng's vision seemed to deteriorate rapidly, and Sever became less clear.
Wang Sheng's lips curled up slightly. "As expected, Teacher Shi Nian, you still followed me, and you intend to attack me?"
The figure in the corner shuddered.
Then it slowly walked out, its figure about ten meters away from Wang Sheng, gradually getting closer and becoming clearer.
"As expected of someone hailed as the most outstanding genius in thousands of years, his vigilance is indeed very strong; he actually managed to detect me."
"And so, you really did lure me out on purpose, but are you really that confident you can handle me?"
Wang Sheng smiled confidently, "How will I know if I don't try!"
Shi Nian snorted coldly, "It's all your fault for being so blind, daring to be an enemy of the Spirit Hall. But for me, this is a great opportunity! It might allow me to leave the academy and enter the middle and upper ranks of the Spirit Hall!"
"Entering the mid-to-high levels of the Spirit Hall?" Wang Sheng was slightly taken aback, but immediately revealed a mocking expression. "It seems that Teacher Shi Nian's ambition is truly extraordinary!"
"Once you disappear from this world, my ambition will be realized! Heh heh!" Shi Nian revealed a sinister smile.
"You want to kill me?" Wang Sheng sneered, "Then we'll see if you have the strength."
A cold glint flashed in Shi Nian's sinister eyes. "Look, is this really still the same place we were just now?"
The hazy surroundings suddenly became clear, and Wang Sheng was surprised to find himself in an unfamiliar place.
Startled, he couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, Soul Master with Spiritual Martial Soul are the most enigmatic."
Shi Nian laughed, this time his smile seemed relaxed. "Now, do you still dare to say that to me just now?"
"Among your peers, you are practically invincible. I can say that in my entire life, I have never seen a young Soul Master more outstanding than you."
"Unfortunately, the age gap between us cannot be bridged simply by being called geniuses."
" Sever you see now is created by my Soul Skill, Residual Dream. Within my Residual Dream, I am the master of Sever. Don't even mention your strength, which is at most level forty-something; even Soul Master of the same level as me cannot escape from my Residual Dream."
Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng's pupils contracted slightly. He had to admit that Shi Nian's Remnant Dream Soul Skill was absolutely formidable.
Shi Nian's expression turned excited. " Wang Sheng, do you know what the greatest joy of my life is?"
Wang Sheng noticed a fine layer of sweat on Shi Nian's forehead, and a smile appeared on his face as he replied, "What is it?"
Shi Nian, oblivious to Wang Sheng's unusual behavior, continued to laugh excitedly, "Of course, I'll just watch as my opponents go mad and deranged in their Residual Dream, until they die in endless fear."
"And now I am about to see a young man hailed as the greatest genius of all time become like this. I swear, this is the most exciting moment of my life."
After speaking, Shi Nian subconsciously wiped the sweat from his brow.
"Um!"
The next moment, Shi Nian froze on the spot.
He realized something was wrong, and slowly brought his hand up to his eyes to take a look; it was indeed sweaty.
"How is this possible?"
Keep in mind, this is within his Residual Dream. He is the master; how could he possibly sweat?
He had been too excited before, and now that he was awake, he began to observe his surroundings.
The more I looked at him, the more frightened I became.
Sever remained unchanged and under his control. The only difference was the temperature, which was rising rapidly. He now felt as if he had fallen into a steamer.
The heat was unbearable.
"Was this your doing?" Shi Nian stared at Wang Sheng with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.
"I've already said, if you want to kill me, we'll see if you have the ability."
At this point, Wang Sheng revealed a mocking smile, "Since you know I deliberately lured you out, you wouldn't naively think I wouldn't have made any preparations or have anything to rely on, would you?"
That's right. When Shi Nian activated Residual Dream, Wang Sheng also activated Illusion and Five Senses of Scorching Heat at almost the same time.
The two were each struck by the other's Soul Skill, falling into each other's illusions.
"Right now, it's just a tactile sensation, making your skin feel the heat."
"Smack!"
Wang Sheng, in a very pretentious manner, snapped his fingers with his right hand, "Smell, one of the Five Senses, unlocked!"
In an Shi Nian, Shi Nian's face contorted in pain.
Because he felt as if the air he had just inhaled was like scalding steam rising from boiling water.
It burned him directly from the outside in; he felt like his entire respiratory tract was on fire.
" The Five Senses of sight, explained!"
The scene before Shi Nian had changed; it was no longer the scene from his Residual Dream, but rather a sea of fire.
Although he knew it was an illusion.
But no one can remain calm when caught in a sea of fire.
He felt his body temperature getting hotter and hotter. No, it was no longer just hot.
Instead of fine sweat, blisters appeared on his skin.
Then, it shattered instantly, and its entire body began to burn.
" The Five Senses —hearing, taste, and smell—are explained!"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of burning flames reached his ears.
The aroma of charred meat wafted into his nostrils.
The thick smoke made it hard for him to breathe, causing him to cough incessantly. It also blinded him, and tears streamed down his face.
However, it was vaporized by the flames in the next second.
His mouth began to feel dry, and he kept moving his tongue around, but it did nothing to relieve the thirst. Instead, he tasted the burning sensation in those lips.
"Vomit..."
He started gagging; no one could stand the smell and the feeling.
Although he knew it was Sever an illusion, his entire body—his sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—was telling him that it was Sever real.
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