20demayo Chapter 168 Has Attained Bliss
Chapter 168 Has Attained Bliss
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The higher he went, the fewer people there were. It wasn't until he passed through the sixth level of the Divine Consciousness Illusion that Fu Xun encountered some cultivators.
Perhaps because of the difference of a few months, he did not meet Song Kaiyang, Wen Changge and the others.
Perhaps they are in the upper space, or perhaps they haven't come in at all.
After breaking free from his own mental illusion, Fu Xun realized he was still trapped in a large-scale illusion—he was still within an illusion.
The celestial palace was magnificent, teeming with cultivators and experts. It was a complex of buildings belonging to a super sect, but he, like an observer, clearly discerned that it was an illusion.
Unfazed by illusions, all the chaotic noise faded away, the illusion moved silently, and Fu Xun's mind became clear.
All the illusions on this level were incredibly lifelike. He sighed softly in his heart. In the illusion of his consciousness just now, he was immersed in the mundane life he shared with Leng Huan and her son until a sudden thunderstorm jolted him awake.
Reluctantly severing the illusion between the mother and child, I found myself right here.
With a firm sense of purpose, he passed through ornate buildings, winding streams, and scenic pavilions, passing various cultivators who were either in a daze or in a state of joy or sorrow, including those at the Nascent Soul stage and those at the Golden Core stage.
These people were all trapped in their own illusory world of consciousness and could not extricate themselves. Fu Xun kept his eyes straight ahead and passed through a large hall, where he saw the towering pagoda, which was the Qiankun Pagoda.
Or perhaps it's the Qiankun Pagoda from a very ancient era.
Fu Xun stared at the Illusion Tower for a moment, then decisively stepped inside. As soon as he entered, he was met with a howling wind and elusive ghostly figures, with a chilling aura emanating from it.
The entire space was dark, with only these ghostly figures emitting a pale, eerie green glow. Their dense, white and green forms were quite unsettling.
"break!"
Of course, with just a flick of his sleeve, a gale-force wind swept outwards from Fu Xun, scattering these ghostly figures comparable to Nascent Soul cultivators.
Countless ghostly figures screamed in agony, then suddenly lunged desperately at the human cultivator in the center. But after only half a breath, a perfectly intact dark purple banner suddenly appeared in the human cultivator's hand!
"The banner rises—"
The human cultivator faced the densely packed ghostly figures. He raised the banner, which moved without wind, and a dark purple light bloomed.
"It's such a waste for you to wait here..."
Under the dark purple light, the cultivator in black robes had a sinister look on his face, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. The soul banner swelled with the sound and swept towards the ghostly figure with great speed. In just a few turns, the ghostly figure disappeared.
...After an incense stick's time, the ghostly figure vanished completely, and the evil aura of the soul banner swept across the sky. Fu Xun... leaped and dodged a figure that lunged at him.
Looking up, I realized that calling it a figure wasn't quite right; it was, after all, a female demon from the Buddhist cave murals, a celestial demoness.
This space unfolds like ripples on water, a magnificent Buddhist palace!
Then came a faint, androgynous laugh: "Hehe..."
"Hehe...hehe...haha..."
A cacophony of seductive sounds filled the air. The bewitching noises pierced the mind, driving one insane.
The thirty-six Heavenly Demons all look exactly alike, yet each possesses its own unique charm and spirit.
Fu Xun stood in mid-air, expressionless, with a tall soul banner standing beside him, its dark purple aura so intense it was almost spontaneously combusting.
"So it was the Heavenly Demon Illusion. No problem, it's just a lucky coincidence."
The Heavenly Demons are in chaos. Clad in revealing clothing, each alluring demon possesses a unique skill in soul-binding attacks, bewitching and seducing hearts.
"Hehehe, the world is full of suffering, all living beings are in pain, why not enter my gate of ultimate bliss..."
The sound waves rippled like water, traveling through his mind. Fu Xun pondered to himself, "What are the sufferings of the world?"
But he felt very happy in this life. He had achieved great success in his cultivation, his path to immortality was smooth, and he had a wife and children. He was simply the kind of winner in life that Leng Huan had described.
Now I enjoy life so much that even my inner demons haven't appeared for a long time.
He felt that he had already attained supreme bliss, and besides, who would want to be a bald monk in the Western Paradise?
Several demonesses clung to him, their protective energy preventing them from getting too close, while dozens of other demonesses played string and wind instruments around him, dancing gracefully.
Among them, the most powerful and alluring Heavenly Demon clung to him, her soft arms reaching for his neck. Fu Xun's face darkened, and he closed his eyes: "Get lost."
Before he finished speaking, his profound energy suddenly erupted, violently shaking away the four or five demons that were entangled around him.
The demonic figure paused, already injured by the gale.
Fu Xun suddenly opened his eyes, a dark red light flashing in them. He raised his hand and beckoned, "Flag, come—"
"Feast!"
This space is located within a Buddhist sutra mural.
If they cannot escape, they will be imprisoned forever until their spiritual power is drained, their cultivation is exhausted, and their soul is devoured by the Heavenly Demon.
The Soul Banner enveloped the several Heavenly Demons who had been severely injured by Xuan Power. With Fu Xun's cultivation boosting it, the Soul Banner became a powerful weapon, and in a short while, it captured several Heavenly Demons.
Seeing that their soul attacks were useless, the Heavenly Demons were already in disarray. One by one, lotus flowers appeared in their eyes, and they used the Mirror Flower Water Moon spell in turn. Fu Xun remained unmoved, raised his hand and slashed horizontally with his sword. The sword energy was infused with thunder and fire, and it was extremely fierce. The Heavenly Demons were scorched and burned as soon as they came into contact with it, and their power was reduced.
With precise control of the force, not intending to annihilate all the Heavenly Demons, but just enough for the Soul Banner to devour them.
The Soul Banner chased after the fleeing Heavenly Demon and collected it... In the end, Fu Xun ransacked the mural space. If any more cultivators came in, it would be hard to say. Maybe nothing would happen, or maybe they would be trapped and never get out.
"what---"
The last terrified howl of the Heavenly Demon abruptly ceased, and Fu Xun put away the Soul Banner. Then, in a flash, he reappeared in front of the Illusion Tower, a teleportation channel appearing beside him, with the jade box floating in the air.
Having taken the jade box, Fu Xun stepped into the passage without hesitation.
When it reappeared, it was... the eighth level. It turns out that the Heavenly Demon Illusion was the seventh level, which was connected to the sixth level!
However, as soon as Fu Xun stepped into the barrier, his heart skipped a beat, his brows furrowed, and he looked around at the very familiar place!
This is clearly the desert I just experienced not long ago!
Oh no, are we trapped here again?
A sense of dread crept in. He probed the area with his divine sense, finding it virtually indistinguishable from the endless yellow sand. The only difference was the presence of spiritual energy here!
Although it's rather thin, it's not exactly a realm without spirits!
Fu Xun breathed a sigh of relief, explaining that it was different from the previous desert.
They were only able to get out by breaking through a spatial rift. That realm was very stable, and everyone left at top speed to save their lives, otherwise the exit would have closed.
"Boom..." He was about to flee to investigate when a loud noise in the distance interrupted his thoughts.
Fu Xun leaped into the air and probed with his divine sense, only to find a group of cultivators fighting over each other.
The spiritual pressure exploded wildly and intensely. Only a handful of cultivators could reach this stage, and they were all incredibly powerful.
Fu Xun actually saw Song Kaiyang!
There were four or five people in total. Song Kaiyang stood on the outside with his sword, while the others were fighting over a special jade token.
"Master, what happened?" Fu Xun sent a telepathic message and quickly received a reply from Song Kaiyang: They were fighting over the key to the final floor.
"Ah Xun, I will help you obtain the jade token. Only one person can ascend to the last level."
"Master, aren't you going up?"
"I do not wish to climb the tower again. Wen Changge is not here, so he must not have come in, or he has already left. Where are Junior Nephew Leng and his mother?"
"They are in the Enlightenment Pavilion."
Song Kaiyang's final message was: "This is a boundary realm connected to the Desert Realm. Only by using high-level cultivators as nourishment and absorbing the spiritual energy of the Snow Sea and special areas of the secret realm into this tower can it be guaranteed to operate for thousands of years."
Now, after obtaining the jade token, the rest of the people will be sent out, and you will go to climb the tower.
As soon as the sound was heard, Song Kaiyang appeared, sword in hand, unleashing a blinding attack and intervening in the battle. A massive burst of energy produced a dazzling golden light, and the others scattered with a bang.
Since that's the case, Fu Xun stopped wasting words. The sword, humming and trembling, flew out, infused with spiritual energy, its purple light blazing, and he unleashed a single strike—
The several Nascent Soul cultivators were being separated by Song Kaiyang's sword. When they saw him rushing straight towards the jade tablet that had been thrown into the air, their expressions changed. They cursed inwardly and gathered their strength to attack the sixth man in unison.
Just as the attack was about to reach its target, Song Kaiyang sped up even faster, ascending a great distance while simultaneously stacking several layers of armor on his body, preparing to get the key first.
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