In the quiet environment, everything around them fell into a strange silence. Perhaps it was the agitation of the sword aura, even the Mystic Butterflies that were dancing and chasing each other earlier were hidden in the surrounding fog.
Xiao Meng, on the other hand, was lying on the ground quietly and bored. He really wanted to chase and play with his master in this forest that others would turn pale at the mention of as usual.
Chang Wuyuan sat quietly with his legs crossed, like an old monk meditating and entering a state of enlightenment. Chu Jiannan looked at the young man sitting cross-legged in front of him and nodded slightly. Then, he revealed a trace of worry,""I wonder if this kid will succeed? I hope he can see the illusion clearly!" The old man's tone was extremely worried because he knew that such comprehension was extremely dangerous and also an indispensable part. Only by walking out of the illusion inside could he grasp the true essence of the Rain Transformation Sword Art.
Chu Li slowly walked out of the wooden house not far away and quietly watched the young man who was immersed in the state of enlightenment. Her heart was filled with complicated feelings. She did not know whether she should hate him or not. She slowly approached Chu Jiannan. At this time, the old man's hands had completely left the Yurou Sword. The soft sword was like a swimming dragon that was constantly swimming around Chang Wuyuan. Perhaps it was because of the nourishment of Chu Jiannan's blood, the entire sword was suffused with a faint red light, making it seem particularly mysterious and demonic. Especially in this dim light.
At this moment, Chu Jiannan's face was pale and his whole body was showing signs of weakness. Looking at the old man's current state, Chu Li's heart ached."Old man! You passed down the Rain Transformation Sword Technique to him!”
Chu Jiannan smiled." I see that he has a high comprehension ability. He is also called his brother. Take it as a greeting gift for him!" Perhaps he could really understand the mystery behind it!”
"Old man, you're too unreliable. Why are you calling this stinking rock your brother? The people from the Bizarre Sect had good stuff? I think he must have some scheme to save us. Otherwise, how could this be?”Chu Li pouted.
"Eh! Did Little Li mean that she wanted this old man to kill this kid?”Chu Jiannan smiled and looked at the girl who was unhappy.
"What's the use of killing him now? We still owe him our lives! Just…even if he wanted to kill her, he would have to wait until he had repaid this favor!”The young lady stomped her foot lightly and looked at the frail old man in front of her with a displeased expression. She then headed towards the small pond in front of the wooden house not far away. Looking at the quiet pond in front of her, she sat down cross-legged on the spot and entered a state of cultivation.
This was a completely foreign world. It was filled with the thick smell of blood. Scarlet blood danced in the air, and the sky was completely dyed red. Broken swords were everywhere on the ground, and corpses were everywhere. At the end of the distance, there were faint sounds of killing.
Chang Wuyuan was in this place. He smelled the blood that was hard for ordinary people to accept and heard the faint shouts of killing coming from afar. For some reason, he felt that this scene was so familiar, as if he had experienced it himself, but it was also so unfamiliar, so real.
"Is this the illusory realm that big brother mentioned? That's right! It must be an illusion, it must be!" Chang Wuyuan muttered to himself as he felt this strange feeling, this strange and familiar feeling colliding in his heart.
At this moment, the cries of killing in the distance became clearer and clearer. Gradually, some cultivators wielding longswords appeared in his line of sight. All of them were fiendish and looked straight at Chang Wuyuan. Killing intent erupted in their eyes, but there was a trace of fear hidden in the depths of their killing intent.
"Xiao Buji, where are you going today? From today onwards, your Desolate Territory will completely disappear from this vertical sword world.”The leader pointed at Chang Wuyuan and shouted.
"Xiao Buji? I think you're mistaken!" Chang Wuyuan spread his hands in confusion. The unfamiliar name Xiao Buji kept churning in his mind.
"Haha…I think your injuries are really not light. Your clansmen and followers have all been killed. Now, it's time for you to go down and accompany them!”A person said with a ferocious expression.
Looking at the hundreds of people who appeared in front of him, Chang Wuyuan did not know what they were talking about, but he knew very well that he had fallen into an illusion. Just as Chu Jiannan said, the illusion was both real and fake, so he did not dare to be careless.
"Who are these people? Why haven't I seen them before? Are they real or fake? Why can't I see through their cultivation? Could it be that they had already cultivated to saint-tier?”Chang Wuyuan kept asking himself in his heart. The illusion was real and fake. If these people were real, wouldn't they die here today?
"Brat, let's go! Those families will kill you!" Just as Chang Wuyuan was in a daze, this unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Suddenly, this voice rang out. Chang Wuyuan looked around with a wary expression. At this moment, he had the illusion that the owner of this voice was even more terrifying than the pursuers in front of him.
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