The world in the mirror
Sang Ying was certain that her memories were absolutely real, so the people in front of her were probably fake.
So this is the world inside the Heart Devil Mirror, which is also her inner demon?
After realizing that the world before her was an illusion, the scene before she lost consciousness suddenly flashed into Sang Ying's mind. Even though the events before she lost consciousness happened so suddenly, Sang Ying could still clearly see that dark water mirror.
Besides the Heart Devil Mirror of Inner Demons, were there any other mirrors in that secret room?
The only question is why the person behind this would be so kind as to let her enter the Heart Devil Mirror. Did they know about her plan to become a god?
Sang Ying's heart skipped a beat, but she dared not think any further.
She subconsciously rummaged through her Storage Bag and found that most of the things she had stored Storage Bag were gone, leaving only the Dragon Abyss Sword.
Without much hesitation, Sang Ying took out the Dragon Abyss Sword and walked towards the three people who were sitting not far away chatting.
The "Sang Zheng" constructed by the Heart Devil Mirror was the earliest version of Sang Ying's memory. Upon seeing his daughter suddenly appear, he happily waved to her. "Why did you suddenly come all the way from Sang Ying Crimson Snow Peak? Didn't Sword Master Gu say before that your Swordsmanship wasn't solid enough and that he wanted to keep you around to teach you some more? But it's alright, you're back now. It's good that your martial uncle has seen you. We haven't spoken to you in a long time."
Sang Zheng seemed very happy about his daughter's return. He even pointed to the sect leader sitting opposite him, his attitude as close as ever, as if this person had never harmed him and his dao companion, nor had he ever laid a hand on his daughter.
But soon, Sang Zheng's smile froze on his face. He looked down and saw that the Dragon Abyss Sword had completely penetrated his chest.
With a chilling expression, Sang Ying pulled out the sword, and warm blood splattered onto her face, causing the other two to gasp in surprise.
In particular, "Wen Miaoshu" exclaimed in shock, "Are you insane, Sang Ying? You killed your father!"
After "Wen Miaoshu" also rushed towards her, Sang Ying swung her sword again, slashing down the figure in front of her.
After Wen Miaoshu died, the scene before Sang Ying's eyes changed instantly. The gathering of relatives and friends under the tree turned into nothingness. The sect leader, the elders of each peak, Gu Huaiwei... one familiar face after another appeared in front of her, not like people, but like ghosts that suddenly floated in front of Sang Ying.
Sang Ying was not afraid. Every single thing that dared to stand in her way was cleaved in two by her sword and scattered into a cloud of mist.
These countless figures were all shattered by Sang Ying until "Gu Huaiwei" reappeared in front of her.
Gu Huaiwei tilted his head, floating in a void, his gaze towards Sang Ying filled with confusion. "Don't you like this world? I gave you the best master, parents who never experienced betrayal and harm, and the sect you once loved most. Isn't this place good enough? Why did you destroy all of this?"
Sang Ying was waiting for him. "This isn't the real world. Although I have regrets about the first half of my life, I care more about the imperfect reality than these false things."
After saying this, she raised her sword again and stabbed Gu Huaiwei fiercely.
But this false shadow did not disappear as easily as before; instead, it slowly dissipated.
As the fake Gu Huaiwei disappeared, the space in front of Sang Ying slowly collapsed. She felt inexplicably tired, and her eyelids grew heavy.
So, she passed the test of the Mirror of Heart Devil Mirror so easily?
Sang Ying thought this before she closed her eyes completely.
But she was too happy too soon. When Sang Ying opened her eyes again, she found herself with her hands and feet tied, surrounded by a dense crowd of people, many of whom were familiar faces to Sang Ying.
Meanwhile, the sect leader, who had been dead for many years, and Gu Huaiwei were sitting in the chair opposite her, casting disgusted and contemptuous glances at her.
So, is this another illusion?
Sang Ying composed herself, wanting to see how these false illusions would continue their act.
"Sect Master, Sword Master Gu, I already gave you both face last time, but your disciples have once again disobeyed and offended me. This time, I'm afraid it won't end well." The young and handsome cultivator slowly stepped in front of the crowd, exuding an aura that inspired fear.
Sang Ying turned her head and looked over. It was a face that was completely unfamiliar to her, but for some reason, Sang Ying felt as if she knew the person.
The man also noticed Sang Ying's gaze, and when he glanced at her sideways, his eyes were full of disgust.
The sect leader pressed his lips together, his expression extremely grim. "Young Master Zhou, Sang Ying was indeed in the wrong this time. Rest assured, I will punish her severely from now on, imprisoning her in the forbidden area of the back mountain, forbidding her from leaving for a hundred years..."
"That's probably not enough," the male cultivator surnamed Zhou interrupted the sect leader rudely. "She wants Fuyun dead! This time, I won't let her off easily."
Fuyun?
Sang Ying hadn't heard this name in a long time. She subconsciously scanned the faces of everyone present and, sure enough, found Su Fuyun with red eyes in the crowd.
The other person was still the gentle and lovely person he remembered, with no trace of the ferocity he had shown when he killed her.
So, is this illusion a continuation of the dream Sang Ying had, a dream of being betrayed and abandoned by everyone?
Sang Ying slowly sat up from the ground. She tried to break the ropes binding her hands and feet, but this thing was obviously a Law Artifact and it wasn't so easy to untie.
She was still fighting for her freedom, while "Gu Huaiwei" on the other side spoke up, "So what do you want?"
The cultivator sneered and replied, "Of course I want Sang Ying to apologize to Fuyun, to apologize with her life!"
As soon as the cultivator surnamed Zhou finished speaking, Sang Ying free of the ropes binding her hands. After all, her body had been tempered by the Annihilation Spring, and these Law Artifacts could not easily bind her.
Before anyone could react, Sang Ying drew the Dragon Abyss Sword once more.
She didn't care who was in front of her, nor what was in this illusion. Sang Ying simply gripped her sword and cut down everyone in front of her.
The unfamiliar cultivator surnamed Zhou died, and so did the sect leader who was sitting in the chair.
The fake Su Fuyun screamed and warned her, "If you kill me, Master will never let you get away with it!"
Sang Ying silently delivered a sword strike to her. She wasn't afraid of the real Gu Huaiwei, so why would she be afraid of this fake one?
She completely disrupted the illusion, and even the Beast God in her dream who had uprooted her Spirit Root fell to Sang Ying's sword.
When no one was left standing around, Sang Ying's entire body was stained red with blood.
"You don't like this world either?" The fake Gu Huaiwei appeared in front of Sang Ying without her noticing. "What kind of world would you like, and what would make you willing to stay?"
Sang Ying pointed her sword at the illusory figure. "I will never like a false world."
He sighed helplessly, then said, "Alright, since you've accepted my flattery, I'll have to find another way to keep you here."
Gu Huaiwei raised his arms, and the scene before Sang Ying's eyes changed again.
Suddenly, her feet lost their footing, causing her to plummet into an unfathomable abyss. The Dragon Abyss Sword in her hand was forcefully snatched away by some power. As Sang Ying struggled to straighten herself and try to retrieve the sword, countless pale hands grabbed her, pulling her completely into the abyss.
"Since you're unwilling to remain in the illusion I've created for you, then let yourself sink into endless hell." I hope that at that time, you won't regret your choice.