This time, the illusion technique Li Yan employed was not the kind cultivated by ordinary cultivators, but a Soul Cultivator's unique soul-sea illusion. It would immerse the target's soul within it, making it even harder for him to develop any resistance.
Li Yan took a full thirty breaths to complete the initial steps of this soul technique. During that time, Luo Beixi lay on the ground, his eyelids twitching rapidly, as though some image was taking shape within his sea of consciousness and engraving itself into his soul.
The moment Li Yan's soul technique took form, the Zhili Poison within his body began circulating. As he extended his palm forward, a cloud of mist spread out and swiftly shrouded Luo Beixi.
Most of Luo Beixi's external wounds had already healed, and his internal injuries were not fatal. Li Yan had not treated him before, and after considering matters now, he was even less likely to do so.
The Heavenly Demon White Jade Disk cultivation art was far too important. Since he was no longer using the method of breaking restrictions to seize cultivation arts, Li Yan naturally wanted matters to be more secure. After employing the soul technique, he once again afflicted Luo Beixi with illusion poison.
If these two methods were used on other cultivators, whether it was a Soul Cultivator's unique soul-sea illusion or Zhili illusion poison, so long as their cultivation or divine sense was inferior to Li Yan's, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that nothing unexpected would occur.
Everything afterward could only unfold according to Li Yan's intentions. Yet Li Yan wanted to ensure that nothing could go wrong, and he intended to make use of the sometimes utterly unreasonable effects of dreams!
Inside a secret chamber, Luo Beixi sat facing his younger sister.