Falling for the Trick
It was completely different from the exquisite pavilions and ingeniously crafted Mohists mechanical city that I had imagined.
When Zhang Xuezhou and the others climbed the steps, what came into view was a pitted and uneven ruin.
The scattered wood chips and metal fragments testify to the extremely violent explosion that occurred here.
Their vision was still limited, only a few dozen meters, but there was no need to investigate further into the purple mist. Everyone understood the situation of the Mohists's Mechanized City.
Are we going to come here only to find it empty-handed?
Having finally found the Mohists's mechanical city and overcome numerous difficulties to enter it, what they found was undoubtedly far from what they had expected.
Li Shaojun's heart skipped a beat. He felt that his fate was still the same. Whenever he and Zhang Xuezhou investigated together, he never gained any real benefits, but he died quite often.
Working with Zhang Xuezhou was easy, but the poor results made him extremely upset.
Of course, Li Shaojun knew very well that the lack of success should not be blamed on Zhang Xuezhou, but his series of unfortunate and miserable journeys inevitably made him question the meaning of life.
"Let's see if we can break the mirage and dispel the fog in this area to find anything of value!"
Gongsun Hong was also in a bad mood, but his calm and composed nature allowed him to maintain his correct views.
Regardless of whether there's any gain or loss, let's get the place cleaned up first before discussing anything else.
Finding a foolish demon to fight the mirage demon is not easy; their opportunities will not be many.
"How can the mirage demon continuously emit light?"
Zhang Xuezhou's primary goal was also to find the mirage demon; as for the harvest, that would be discussed later.
He looked into the distance and saw a purple light shining about two miles away, making the fog in this area appear purple.
Zhang Xuezhou could barely sense the mirage demon casting spells; he only felt that the opponent seemed to have endless mist and mirage techniques with a very wide range. He didn't even notice the fluctuations in the battle between the mirage demon and Ao Sheng.
This is an extremely unusual opponent.
"Could it be that the psychedelic being isn't shrouded in fog, but rather bathed in purple light?"
"But I observed that the purple light seemed to have no effect, and neither Li Shaojun nor Mr. Gongsun were affected by it!"
Zhang Xuezhou has recently developed an allergy to ultraviolet light, which easily reminds him of the glowing gladioli at the imperial tombs.
To create illusions, one must possess a means of controlling thought, such as sound, light, poison gas, or direct mental suppression. As long as these means are effectively isolated, the possibility of being affected will be greatly reduced.
"Li Shaojun, do you have any black cloth or black clothes?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"What?" Li Shaojun asked curiously, "How did you know I was wearing black?"
"Give me a set to use!"
Zhang Xuezhou asked casually, and to his surprise, Li Shaojun actually had it.
Given the ordinary clothing-making techniques of this world, it's practically impossible for a black cloth garment to completely block out light, but Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect to solve the problem by asking Li Shaojun for a set of black clothes.
He asked for the clothes, then quickly put them on as he silently recited the control Method Formula for the Heavenly Robe. This top-tier Law Treasure robe also rapidly turned into an opaque black.
"We're not robbing or plundering, there's no need to dress like this, is there?"
Li Shaojun looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was dressed in black clothes and pants, and then at the fact that Zhang had covered his head.
He kept muttering to himself, but he was quick to get things done. He was also dressed in black, with his head wrapped in a black cloth.
This was a prop that Li Shaojun often used when doing some shady things. Li Shaojun didn't understand the purpose of Zhang Xuezhou doing this, but he figured he wouldn't lose anything by learning it from him.
"Gentlemen, shall I also change my clothes?" Gongsun Hong asked.
"I only have two sets to change into, that's all," Li Shaojun said. "Nobody would keep several sets of these clothes!"
"That's a pity!"
Gongsun Hong nodded.
He felt a little uneasy, but he couldn't figure out why Zhang Xuezhou had changed his clothes first.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't say, and the others couldn't force him to answer, since they were pressed for time and there was no time for discussion.
After a quick change of clothes, Gongsun Hong gestured for everyone to move forward.
"If Zhongshu were here, that would be wonderful. He's skilled in wind magic; he could surely dispel the wind and fog!"
Gongsun Hong murmured to himself, watching the purple mist drift down the mountain, and he also stepped forward.
"Ciqing, are you thinking of me again? Then come with me!"
When a sound came from the mist ahead, and a blurry figure holding a fan approached, Gongsun Hong was greatly alarmed.
Unbeknownst to him, he was once again influenced by the mirage demon.
Even though Gongsun Hong chose a spot with less fog and constantly used his Law Power to cleanse his body, he still couldn't escape.
He, at the Divine Ability Realm, could not avoid it, and Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun were obviously no exception.
Gongsun Hong turned his head quickly, but Zhang Xuezhou and Li Shaojun were nowhere to be seen behind him.
"It's over. We can only hope that the dragon demon fights even more fiercely!"
Having already experienced the effects of the past, Gongsun Hong was well aware that everything he was encountering was a combination of reality and illusion, and that his ability to resist was extremely limited.
Once again, Gongsun Hong was bewildered and still had no way to break free.
He touched the bamboo slips containing the sword formation in his sleeve and ultimately decided against using the twelve green bamboo swords.
After standing still in the center of the field, Gongsun Hong continuously channeled his Law Power up and down, trying to make himself slightly more resistant to being attacked.
"Mr. Gongsun seems a bit off, Li Shaojun?"
Following behind Gongsun Hong, Zhang Xuezhou kept glancing to the left and then to the right.
The three of them formed a triangular formation, and as Ao Sheng continuously exhaled and exhaled mist, they searched for a place where the purple mist was thinner.
As they continued to move forward, Zhang Xuezhou and the others also moved closer to the purple light.
When Zhang Xuezhou spotted a bronze-green human head on the ground, he tried to warn Gongsun Zhang Xuezhou to be careful, but Gongsun Hong seemed not to hear him and continued walking forward.
He called out to Li Shaojun, but Li Shaojun on his right ignored him and continued forward without responding to Zhang Xuezhou at all.
In the short time Zhang Xuezhou stood there, the two men had already walked more than ten meters, and their figures began to blur.
"Are you two the ones who fell for it, or am I the one who fell for it?"
Watching the two figures gradually disappear, Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the bronze human head on the ground.
When he turned back to look down the mountain, all he could see was a thin purple mist behind him. Although his vision was only twenty or thirty meters away, he could no longer see what was behind him.
Beneath his feet, as if countless explosives had been used to blast the landscape, Zhang Xuezhou a jumble of pitted rocks, metal lumps, and various ruins.
The ground was blackish-gray, while the surrounding area was shrouded in a thick purple fog, and directly in front was the source of the light.
Above their heads, purple mist drifted like a sea of clouds, seemingly endless, sloping down the mountainside.
The sky and the earth resembled a pot lid, with only a purple light guiding the way.
After pondering for a few seconds, Zhang Xuezhou also covered his eyes with his sleeves and followed in the direction of Gongsun Hong and Li Shaojun, chasing after the purple light source that was only half a mile away.