Free Web NovelChapter 447: Chapter 438: Illusion Realm
The trees on the distant hillside have no leaves, their branches twisted and strange, with buds about to bloom, seemingly surrounded by a white mist.
No one has ever ventured to this place, caution is absolutely necessary.
One wrong step and you could die here, it’s truly bizarre.
Cheng Xiaoxiao’s vibrant, youthful face holds a tenuous smile as she sighs silently.
"The more beautiful something is, the more toxic it is."
With a heart full of vigilance, she cautiously advances, her Five Senses extending outward, not missing a single anomaly.
All the scenery is quietly still, with no unusual occurrences.
Peaceful and beautiful. frёewebηovel.cѳm
Across the lake, something strange is flickering. Vaguely, a slope appears, covered in a boundless expanse of herb fields, steaming with auspicious light, fragrant flowers, brilliantly colored, halos spreading, fog enveloping, making the entire herb field seem both real and illusionary.
What a treasure this place is; looking from afar, the scene within the herb field gradually becomes clear.
Such a good thing must not be missed.
Just look at that: a thousand-year-old Ganoderma, ten-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng, Immortal Dew Holy Water, and Pearl Loquat, an essential ingredient for brewing medicinal wine; it’s indispensable in fermentation, and the finished product can regenerate flesh and nourish bones. Most importantly, there’s the incredibly vibrant Immortal Condensing Grass, growing toward the morning sun, swaying in the breeze with a graceful demeanor, as if beckoning to her.
Aren’t these the herbs they’ve longed for? If she could obtain these herbs, she could save the entire city; how many Energy Value and Gratitude Points would she earn?
Information about these herbs automatically surfaces in her mind, making her internally thrilled, with excitement and joy as she steps forward.
Ahead lies a swamp, with Stone Silver Trees on either side, dazzlingly silver, with an extraordinarily strong fragrance.
It seems as long as she steps forward, she could obtain all that she sees.
Without hesitation, Cheng Xiaoxiao takes a step forward.
Then, a dazzling light slices through, splitting her into two, as if her entire body had cracked open, a dangerous sudden change occurring in an instant. ƒrēewebnovel.com
The cleaved body leaves no traces of blood, but rather a shadow.
She suddenly crashes into a sturdy embrace.
Her eyes temporarily darken, confused and disoriented, but in a few breaths, they brighten again.
Still surprised, she turns her head straight ahead, lifting her foot to take another step forward.
Her expression is grave, unclear why her foot can’t move forward.
Turning around in confusion, she finds her arm being tightly held by someone.
Her small mouth curls down, finding the hand obstructive, impeding her movement, and she lowers her head to bite down hard.
Mo Xiaoyi frowns in thought, when suddenly a sharp pain shoots through his arm.
This little girl’s consciousness is weak, injured severely, and the bump on her forehead didn’t bring clarity.
In this ordinary world without cultivators, how could such a powerful and profound Illusion Array appear?
A fleeting light passes in his eyes, as he sends a strong Divine Sense into the swamp, within which an unknown Fierce Beast roams actively, aimlessly wandering, seemingly always searching for prey, with layer upon layer of sinister white bones piling at the swamp bottom, both human and animal, fragmented and incomplete, with no complete skeleton among them.
This place has harvested countless lives.
Withdrawing his Divine Sense, he finds someone still restless and uneasy.
With a swift chop, he knocks the little girl unconscious, placing her in a safe spot aside, his fingertip shifting through a magic seal accompanied by secret words, casting a protective barrier that encases the girl within.
Mo Xiaoyi rises swiftly, his flowing robes fluttering like dust, his flawless white Magic Boots stepping into the air, as eerie totems gradually form behind him as he walks.
Standing at a certain node, his hands form seals with soaring fingertips, as invisible magic impacts the light screen, creating ripples that extend into the distance, as if silent thunder resounded.
A quarter of an hour later, the invisible light screen trembles repeatedly, yet remains unbroken.
After the magic disappears, serenity returns.
With furrowed brows and deep thought, Mo Xiaoyi flicks a finger forward, a light spot settling in a particular position, still creating rippling clarification.
Through repeated operations, it’s as if he gradually comprehends something.
The cornerstone of this array is rather extraordinary, with typical ways of breaking it proving useless.
The Illusion Array includes three layers of restriction, with his previous attempt probing only the first layer; encountering the second would counterattack, and as for the third layer, it likely involves Divine Sense intrusion types.
Who is Mo Xiaoyi?
The most gifted and youngest Array Master, researching numerous arrays.
His fingertip grazes his middle finger lightly, drawing out a thread of blood.
With Divine Sense encasing the blood thread, he draws complex patterns in the air.
Despite the blood-red color, as the pattern flows, it gradually gathers, and the gold light flickers along the central line of the flowing pattern.
The pattern above the herb field becomes increasingly intricate with his actions, changing unpredictably, enchanting and dynamic, gradually forming a region as if to cover the entire herb field.
"Break!"
With a fierce shout, the array map collides with the Illusion Array light screen, shattering and disappearing in an instant.
Invisible barrier ripples expand outward from the center, sweeping through the entire realm.
Immediately, array maps of similar complexity but different composition leap between his fingers, quickly breaking the second layer of restriction.
For the final restriction layer, Mo Xiaoyi uses a strand of hair as a pen.
He offers a piece of flesh smaller than a fingernail, which flies into the air, gradually enlarging to the size of talisman paper, as the pen tip dances over it, with soon purple brilliance flashing and golden light flourishing.
The special talisman paper quickly flies to a particular point, and in an instant, ripples even more tumultuous than before swiftly spread apart.
The entire space shudders.
When everything calms down, all plants and herbs in the herb field transform into specks of starlight and dissipate into the air.
Cheng Xiaoxiao is shaken by the invisible ripples, jolted to the point of near scalp explosion.
As the waves of pain pass, awareness gradually returns, and, sensing something, she endures the intense discomfort and immediately flips up to surveil her surroundings with caution.
Wait, as if she’s forgotten something.
What was she doing just now?
Why did she suddenly pass out?
In such a perilous place, even a slight error can end in beheading; randomly fainting is akin to courting death.
Thinking deeply, staring into the distance, she sees a mighty figure standing suspended in the air.
White garments surpass snow, with an ethereal immortal presence, dark hair like ink, lips crimson as coral.
She whimsically thinks of wanting to date an immortal.
This line suddenly pops into her mind, a classic from a certain television series.
Sadly, such a beautiful thought is but fleeting.
At this moment, he is strong and dangerous, commanding awe and intimidation.
Between stillness and motion, he exudes supreme authority, eliciting suffocating pressure, nearly causing her heart to stop.
Forcing her Inner Strength to circulate through meridians, she struggles to speak, "Ah Mo, what are you doing up there?"
The familiar words, familiar tone, almost cause the airborne presence to stumble and fall.
"I feel so uncomfortable, can’t you ease up a bit? After all, we’re family."
