Shangshen of Penglai, Shu Yun, accepts an old friend's request to protect their son through his tribulation and picks up a pitiful little apprentice along the way.
Unexpectedly, after she...
"You don't like me?" Jiang Yan's tone turned serious. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then who do you like?"
Shu Yun did not answer.
His heterochromatic eyes lingered on her profile as he slowly spoke, "Master, you'd better not fall for someone else."
Otherwise, I really would let my inner demons kill those people.
Shu Yun didn't take his words to heart; she was even worried that the two of them might not be able to leave this place today.
"Jiang Yan, remove my Linglong Shackles."
Jiang Yan, who was clinging to her, fell silent for a moment. In those few seconds of silence, the countless tentacles that had been wrapped around the outer layer of the gale suddenly stopped.
Shu Yun was worried that this was the prelude to a fierce attack from the formation. Her divine power was currently incomplete, and Jiang Yan was so weak. If the formation really increased its attack power, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Quickly remove the Linglong Shackles, or else..."
Before she could finish speaking, the tentacles suddenly turned into black smoke and vanished into the air, leaving not a trace of demonic energy behind.
What happened?
Shu Yun looked around and saw that all the tentacles in the crack had disappeared, and the light that had been tightly blocked outside poured in.
The formation has been broken?
Shu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she thought of those who had escaped the formation. They must have gone to fetch reinforcements; they were quite clever.
As she relaxed, Jiang Yan frowned and glanced at the light streaming down from above.
"Why is the moonlight so bright?"
Jiang Yan's words reminded Shu Yun that just now the moon was bright and the light was dim, but now the light pouring down from above is strong and dazzling, like the midday sun.
She took a step forward. "Don't move here, I'll go up and check."
Jiang Yan's expression changed, and he reached out to grab her, but his hand grasped nothing.
The instant Shu Yun took that step, she vanished from his sight without a trace of divine power. It didn't seem like the work of magic; it was more like a spatial fluctuation.
Upon closer inspection, this place is eerie in every way. Although it is clearly buried deep underground, it is as if the sun is shining directly overhead, making it seem like daytime. The ground underfoot is flat, not like it was caused by cracks, but rather as if it has been polished.
The situation was strange, but he didn't have time to think about it and went straight to the place where Shu Yun disappeared.
He stepped on the same brick where Shu Yun had disappeared, turned around to look, and found that the scene behind him had not changed at all; there was no teleportation mechanism as he had expected.
He didn't see Shu Yun. If it wasn't a teleportation spell, then how exactly did Shu Yun disappear right under his nose?
As soon as Shu Yun landed, she quickly sensed something was wrong; Jiang Yan's presence vanished behind her the instant she touched the ground.
She turned around and, sure enough, didn't see Jiang Yan.
But the surrounding scenery is exactly the same as before. What's going on? Is there a teleportation spell here? Who would be so bored as to set up a teleportation spell underground?
Teleportation magic is one thing, but why is this teleportation location the same as the one before?
She looked up and saw the same steep, cracked wall and the blinding light.
The ground cracks only happened today. It's impossible for the sorcerer to have foreseen this scene when setting up the array, making the two teleportation points exactly the same.
This can only mean that this strange scene wasn't because she stepped into a teleportation portal, but something else entirely.
Soon, Jiang Yan and Shu Yun found out what had happened to them.
The bright white surroundings began to change colors and shapes, forming vivid and lifelike scenes.
Shu Yun saw the hexagonal pebble path that had suddenly appeared under her feet, the vast expanse of camellias blooming on both sides, and the bright light in the sky fading into a dim blue sky.
In this situation, even if she were slow to realize, she should have understood that she was trapped in an illusion.
Why did an illusion suddenly appear underground in the far north of the Demon Realm?
She scanned the scene depicted in the illusion, so lifelike that it made her feel as if she were actually there. She tentatively touched a camellia by the pebble path, but her hand passed right through the flower.
The camellias are so beautiful and vibrant, with morning dew still clinging to their petals. The tips of the green leaves tremble as insects flutter up to them. Everything is so lifelike, as if the camellia itself were the inanimate object, a mere illusion.
The hexagonal pebble path meandered forward, surrounded by clusters of camellias, seemingly inviting her to walk on.
Shu Yun paid attention to the changes around her and walked along the pebble path. The illusion condensed into scenes that stirred her heart, some beautiful and some painful.
Escaping the illusion is difficult; some people remain in the blissful illusion, where they find things and people they cannot obtain. Escaping the illusion is not difficult either; as long as one's heart is steadfast, one does not need to reach true detachment from desires, but simply by upholding one's true nature, one can leave.
She wanted to see what kind of scene this illusion was trying to trap her with.
Several images flashed through her mind: the passing of her parents, the beautiful times in Penglai, and Zi'e's failure to transcend the tribulation. Regardless of which one it was, she had already mentally prepared herself and was not afraid at all.
But to her utter surprise, the illusion didn't use the experiences she remembered most vividly, nor did it expect that the illusion would actually extract Jiang Yan's memories and present them to her.