Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

Chapter 765: Chapter 263: Witch God Skill (Part 3)

Wanted to see if the martial artist who has unlocked the Spiritual Treasure could resist his Illusory Dream Realm.

After probing, the man could confirm that the person before him likely had unlocked the Spiritual Treasure.

It seems that the martial artist with the unlocked Spiritual Treasure has quite some resistance to the improved Illusory Dream Realm.

The spirit of this martial artist before him was incredibly strong and resilient, surprisingly not falling into the Illusory Dream Realm.

But that’s all there is to it.

The man could feel that the other party’s perception was indeed distorted by the Illusory Dream Realm.

It was just that the spirit was too powerful, so he did not fall into it.

"So what if you’ve unlocked the Spiritual Treasure, you’re just a crude martial brute."

The man shook his head slightly, his face full of disdain.

If the other party were a cultivator, the man would have to worry about their complex and strange Magical Artifacts and Secret Techniques.

After all, his Illusory Dream Realm only works after one falls for it.

Strong cultivators have many means to avoid or even reduce the effects of the Illusory Dream Realm.

And the person before him was just a martial brute.

Only skilled in brute force.

Deadly restrained by his Illusory Dream Realm.

Even possessing a Magical Treasure, the martial artist cannot wield it flexibly to unleash its greatest power.

How crude!

"Go!"

The man reached into his chest with his right hand, and a sinister Exotic Beast corpse the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

There was a flash of ghostly light in the man’s hand as he threw out the Exotic Beast corpse.

Awoo!

The palm-sized Exotic Beast corpse unfolded with the wind, transforming into a terrifying Demon Beast, letting out an ear-deafening roar towards Lin Zheyu.

The moment the Exotic Beast appeared, Lin Zheyu noticed it.

Its strength was not strong, about the level of the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Boom!

The Exotic Beast roared, opening its bloody mouth wide to bite at Lin Zheyu.

At the moment when the hideous giant mouth was about to bite down on Lin Zheyu’s head, a sudden trace of hidden killing intent exploded in Lin Zheyu’s dazed eyes.

Whoosh—

A flash of cold light streaked by, the sharp blade’s light pierced into the neck of the Exotic Beast, and the enormous and hideous head thudded to the ground.

Simultaneously.

Lin Zheyu’s body also staggered, slumping to the ground awkwardly.

His chest heaved up and down, his right hand gripping the long knife tightly, and his dazed eyes flickered with a trace of struggle, panic, and fear.

"Still not taking the bait?"

Lin Zheyu mumbled to himself.

He felt that as time passed, the distortion in perception became less severe, and the other party’s ability was weakening.

Yet, even so, Lin Zheyu still couldn’t perceive the existence of the other party.

The other party’s ability was extremely strange, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Hu Xuefei’s Innate Divine Techniques in terms of hiding oneself.

With Lin Zheyu’s perception, unless the other party appeared nearby, it would be hard to locate their position.

Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but think about how those cultivators would handle such a situation.

Using a special Magical Treasure?

Or talismans?

Or maybe Secret Techniques?

Actually, Lin Zheyu imagined the cultivators as being too strong.

In reality, only a few of the top talents are truly powerful.

Lei Yongtao, at the Foundation Establishment Peak, was considered a powerful talent.

Encountering Hu Xuefei, he still had no good way to find Hu Xuefei’s true position, feeling very aggrieved in battle.

If they were switched, Lei Yongtao falling into this shaman’s special Illusory Dream Realm might not easily escape either.

"The Illusory Dream Realm only affected his perception and didn’t completely trap his spirit in the realm."

"Otherwise, he definitely couldn’t have achieved this level."

"It seems the Illusory Dream Realm needs further improvement."

The man muttered to himself.

He was still somewhat dissatisfied with the current Illusory Dream Realm.

"A martial artist who has unlocked the Spiritual Treasure is a pretty good test subject."

"There are many eyes watching around; can’t expose too much strength."

"First plant the Witch God Species, then take the opportunity to plant the Slave Imprint when the rules fragment descends," the man pondered secretly.

The so-called Witch God Species is a slave imprint seed.

Every shaman of the Barbarian Race, as their strength increases, can use the Witch God Species to control slaves.

He now only has two slots, intending to use one to control a martial artist with a strong physique.

"Condense!"

A cold voice came again.

The man’s figure slowly emerged from the darkness, gently waving his right hand, sprinkling a large area with ghostly light, enveloping Lin Zheyu.

He walked leisurely toward Lin Zheyu as if on a casual stroll.

With each step, he inexplicably appeared more than ten meters away, his movements strange and unpredictable.

"Here it comes!"

At the moment he heard the man’s voice, Lin Zheyu’s heart moved slightly.

He felt an invisible force descending, as if his whole body was being bound.

Lin Zheyu tentatively struggled, finding it still manageable; the binding force was strong, but it depended on whom.

Lin Zheyu only had to give a light struggle to break free.

Actually, fighting against this shaman of the Barbarian Race to now, besides that eerie illusion ability, the opponent hadn’t brought any trouble to Lin Zheyu.

Even that bizarre illusion couldn’t fully evade Lin Zheyu’s perception.

Utilizing the perception field, within a five-hundred-meter radius, Lin Zheyu could still clearly perceive.

"Sure enough, here he comes!"

Suddenly, Lin Zheyu sensed a figure wobbling into his five-hundred-meter radius area.

The other party’s steps were incredibly relaxed, like a leisurely walk in the park, not putting Lin Zheyu in his eyes at all.