Su Che shattered layer after layer of delusive realms and hurried toward the core of the Hungry Ghost Path.
Deep within the core of the Hungry Ghost Path lay layers upon layers of endlessly nested illusions, linked together. The nearer one drew to the core, the more "real" the illusions became, and the stronger their laws and vital essence grew.
Naturally, the sword intent Su Che used to break the illusions grew ever more condensed, and the expenditure became greater as well.
After breaking through thirteen consecutive layers of illusion, Su Che looked upon the mountains and rivers before him and found that the scenery had changed completely.
This place was covered in ice everywhere. The sky overhead was a stretch of gloomy darkness, with neither sun, moon, nor stars in existence. A chilling wind swept past his ears, and for a time, ghostly wails and howls filled the air, making it impossible to tell truth from illusion.
"This place should already be close to the core of the Hungry Ghost Path."
"The method of carving out a path with the sword has already reached its limit."
Only one's own household knew its own affairs.
Su Che knew very clearly that, with his current sword intent, continuing to shatter the laws within the Hungry Ghost Path and seek a way forward was nearly impossible.
It seemed he needed to change methods. But this illusion should also be close to the core of the Hungry Ghost Path. So long as he found the right method, he still had a way.
Third Young Master Su stood atop the mountain and sensed his surroundings. Sure enough, there was something strange ahead.
Amid the ice and snow that filled the sky, some thirty or forty li away, lay a melon patch planted entirely with