eurekapd Chapter 1064 Illusion
Chapter 1064 Illusion
Chapter 1064 Illusion
Song Wanning didn't say anything more and followed them onto the bridge.
The others had vanished without a trace, all disappearing into the light.
She remained calm, looking at the light before her, and slowly reached out her hand.
Unlike the strange energy in the ditch, this light was very gentle and exuded a comfortable aura.
It felt as if a soft, gentle breath emanated from the depths of my soul, so comfortable that it made me want to sleep.
Song Wanning was startled and pulled out of that comfortable state, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.
She almost fell victim to that trick just now; that light concealed a deadly intent.
With precautions in place, she became more cautious in her actions, and was especially alert when passing through the light, having the little ones wake her up at any time, lest she fall into a deep sleep.
Fortunately, the power of this light seems to only be effective at the beginning.
It stopped working after that.
Song Wanning passed through the light smoothly and entered the center.
What came into view was a tall tower.
The tower has more than thirty stories, and each story is extremely tall, so the tower truly soars into the clouds, with its tip disappearing into the sky.
Song Wanning released her divine sense, but it was blocked by a strange restriction, and she couldn't see what the top of the tower looked like.
Those people had already left; they must have all gone into this tower.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the door on the first floor.
The gate is ancient and its material exudes a profound and vast aura, but upon closer inspection, it is found to be rusted and mottled.
It does feel somewhat out of place.
Her eyes were heavy as she began to walk in that direction.
There was nothing at the gate. Song Wanning reached out and pushed the gate open, and a long-sealed smell immediately wafted towards her.
But her gaze fell upon the main hall.
All that could be seen were corpses lying on the ground, looking utterly wretched; they were all the cultivators who had just entered.
Song Wanning's pupils contracted, and a clear look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.
Something's not right about this scene.
The sect leader of the Listening Rain Sect, in particular, died in the most tragic manner, his face covered in bruises and his tongue sticking out long.
That look did have a somewhat familiar feel to it.
"Master, this looks quite similar to how I died before!"
Suddenly, the unlucky guy jumped out and said, bouncing around.
"We've seen many deaths like this in the underworld before, each one more gruesome than the last!"
"I see!"
Song Wanning nodded. "No wonder it felt familiar."
When she went to the underworld before, she did see many evil spirits, and their deaths were similar to those before her.
But such deaths are extremely rare in the cultivation world, which explains the sense of unease.
"It seems this might be an illusion!"
Her expression turned serious, and she began to look around at her surroundings.
Besides the corpses, there were also several mysterious screens in the main hall.
The images on the screens are different, but the color scheme is very unified, all being a combination of dark black and white, exuding a sense of oppression.
Just standing in this environment, you feel an invisible pressure coming at you.
Song Wanning frowned, trying to find a flaw in this illusion.
But as time passed, she remained standing in the hall, having gained nothing, while the corpses began to change.
Just like normal bodily decomposition, the body began to rot and emit a foul odor.
But this change is too fast. Song Wanning scoffed. This illusion was meant to appear realistic, but the more realistic it was, the more flaws it revealed.
Although she saw through the illusion, she couldn't find a way out.
Are we going to destroy all these corpses?
She narrowed her eyes and began to consider the feasibility of this method.
Since it's fake anyway, "insulting" a corpse doesn't seem so unacceptable.
So she began trying to destroy the evidence, burning all the corpses in one go.
The scene changed again just as the body had finished burning.
The screens began to transform, beams of light breaking free from the dark patterns and turning into strange symbols.
Song Wanning's brows furrowed, and she reached out to grab the symbol, which transformed into beams of light that disappeared directly into her palm.
The next moment, Song Wanning appeared in an unfamiliar location.
This location is very familiar; it was once an ancient battlefield.
In the distance, figures were fighting desperately, but the invaders were not humans, but a group of monsters.
Song Wanning frowned. This was the ancient battlefield in the Demon God's memory, but the scene before her was completely different. It must be some kind of illusion.
As she got closer, she realized that the figures fighting the monster were all her relatives and friends.
The Song family in the lower realm, my master and uncles, and Mo Yuan and the others...
Including all of Song Wanning's friends who had fought alongside her, they were all in there.
At that moment, Song Wanning's blood seemed to freeze, and her eyes turned extremely fierce.
This illusion revealed her deepest fear!
This is the scene she subconsciously least wants to see.
Now, however, it was laid bare before her eyes, forcing her to watch helplessly as they were wounded by the monster one by one and perished one after another.
Song Wanning stood there, unable to move at all.
She felt trapped, completely unable to break free.
The scenes before her eyes assaulted her senses. Even though she knew it was all fake, watching them still made her blood boil, and resentment and anger surged through her body, which she could not suppress.
But she didn't struggle; she just watched quietly, letting herself be consumed by anger.
In the end, her consciousness began to become chaotic, and her entire aura fell into chaos; nothing seemed right.
Finally, the aura emanating from her became terrifying, as if she were about to go mad from her cultivation.
"Sister, sister, wake up!"
"What should I do? My sister is going into a qi deviation! What should I do... Waaaaah!"
The little guys started flying around anxiously, looking like they were in a real hurry.
Until Song Wanning was completely engulfed by demonic energy, the little ones cried anxiously and circled around her.
"Hahaha--"
Suddenly, a laugh came from afar, and then the scene in front of them collapsed with a bang, and a small white beast emerged.
"I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you're just as fragile as I thought. You can't even handle this little bit?"
The little beast could speak human language and curiously looked Song Wanning up and down.
Just as she was about to leave, Song Wanning suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and grabbed the little beast.
She grabbed the small animal by the soft flesh at the back of its neck, pinched it hard, and lifted it up.
"what--"
The little beast was startled and let out a terrified scream.
"Let me go, you bad person!!"
"Believe it or not, I'll bite you to death!"
(End of this chapter)