The Divine Lord's Strong Favor: The Wasteful Young Lady Is Actually a Peerless Empress

Luo Li, originally the youngest family head of an ancient clan in the 21st century and the most talented alchemist, died one day and transmigrated into the body of the good-for-nothing eldest young...

Chapter 994: Conscience

Chapter 994: Conscience

The ninth level of the Netherworld—questioning one’s conscience.

A flash of white light passed by, and Luo Li and the others landed steadily on the ground.

Everyone looked around immediately and breathed a sigh of relief when they found that it was just a grassland and not some strange place.

Luo Li gently brushed the dust off her sleeves and looked around.

The grassland is endless, with green grass waves undulating in the breeze, and the distant horizon connecting with the blue sky, which looks particularly peaceful.

However, the calmer it is, the more alert people become.

Above the sky, white clouds condensed into two big words: Ask your conscience.

"The ninth level of the Netherworld is called 'Questioning the Heart'?" Luo Li murmured softly, frowning slightly.

She turned to look at her companions and found that their expressions were gradually becoming serious.

"Examine your conscience? Is this level going to test our hearts?" Xuan Mu clenched the sword in his hand and glanced around sharply.

At this moment, a light mist suddenly rose from the grassland and gradually spread.

A tall figure slowly walked out of the fog.

Luo Li narrowed her eyes and frowned fiercely. It was Ah Ming...

Emperor Xuanming walked out of the mist, holding a long sword.

He curled his lips wickedly, "Congratulations to everyone on reaching the ninth level, you are quite good."

Xie Shiyuan gritted his teeth, "The Lord of the Netherworld, Di Xuanming! How could it be him!"

Luo Li gripped the Xuan Yue Sword tightly, her knuckles turning white, and she stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of her.

"You're not Ah Ming." Her voice was as cold as ice. "Who are you?"

Emperor Xuanming chuckled softly, a black mist swirling around him. "Little Li'er, you don't even recognize me?"

Feng Wuhen suddenly leaped up, his sword pointed directly at the opponent's throat: "Playing tricks!"

The moment the tip of the gun penetrated the black fog, the entire grassland suddenly twisted and deformed.

Luo Li's pupils suddenly shrank—this was an illusion!

"Close your eyes!" She shouted, and the power of law exploded from her palm.

Everyone felt dizzy and when they opened their eyes again they found themselves in a crystal palace.

A huge mirror is suspended in the center of the hall, reflecting the deepest fear in everyone's heart.

Shen Fuzhou suddenly groaned and fell to his knees. In the mirror in front of him, the miserable state of his parents was exposed.

Seeing this, Luo Li immediately flashed to Shen Fuzhou's side and pressed his trembling shoulders: "Don't be fooled by the illusion!"

She gathered spiritual power at her fingertips and tapped Shen Fuzhou's brow. The Qingxin Pill instantly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Fuzhou’s whole body trembled, and the blood color in his eyes gradually faded.

"This mirror..." Xie Shiyuan covered her heart and took two steps back. The tragic scene of the destruction of Luoyue Territory was reappearing in her mirror.

But these things never happened!

"Could it be that this mirror reflects the thing I fear most deeply?!"

Shen Fuzhou gritted his teeth: “But what happened in this mirror clearly happened!”

Xuan Mu suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the giant mirror, but the sword energy was bounced back the moment it touched the mirror.

He dodged sideways and said coldly, "It can't be broken."

"The Mirror of Conscience is indeed worthy of its reputation." Feng Wuhen stared at the image of his hands covered in blood in the mirror, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

The voice of Emperor Xuanming echoed from all directions: "Only by facing your true self can you break free—do you dare?"

Luo Li suddenly let go of Shen Fuzhou and walked towards the giant mirror step by step.

The image in the mirror began to distort, and gradually a scene of twelve heart-eating chains piercing through Emperor Xuanming's chest on the snowy plains of the northern border emerged. The scene was clear and glaring.

The person opposite was actually Luo Li herself.

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but suddenly stopped when the mirror was about to shatter.

"That's not right." A cold smile appeared on the corner of her bloodstained lips. "A Ming's Heart-Eating Chain was clearly cast by Yan Ye himself, but..."

Golden soul power suddenly gathered at her fingertips, and she slapped her heart with her backhand: "What you are asking about is your true heart, not your fear!"

She had also heard of the Mirror of the Heart. It was a spiritual weapon used by major families in the Great Wilderness Period to stabilize the hearts of their children, and it carried enormous power of light.

I never thought that Yan Ye would transform me into this during the ninth level trial!

The crystal palace suddenly trembled violently, and the dazzling light of the law of light burst out from Luo Li's body.

The lights wrapped around the Mirror of Conscience like living things, and the mirror surface suddenly made a cracking sound under the weight.

"I see!" Xuan Mu suddenly pointed his sword at the sky, "This mirror is absorbing our negative energy!"

The figure of Emperor Xuanming in the mirror suddenly twisted and deformed, and a sharp scream came from the black fog.

Countless dark red lines spread out from the mirror frame, and the entire palace instantly turned into a cage made of black mist.

Xie Shiyuan's whip twisted the black mist tentacles that were approaching him: "Yan Ye, that lunatic! He actually contaminated the Holy Artifact of Light and turned it into an evil object!"

"Be careful!" Feng Wuhen suddenly knocked Wen Xingyan to the ground, and a bloody blade passed by the place where they were originally standing.

The ground suddenly cracked open into an abyss, and Shen Fuzhou was almost falling when Xuan Mu grabbed him by the collar.

Countless tentacles swept over, and Luo Li and the others could only try their best to deal with it.

Shen Fuzhou said angrily: "How long will this fight last?"

At this moment, the tentacles around them suddenly stopped, and in the shining light, they returned to the crystal palace, as if the place filled with black fog was just an illusion.

Luo Li and the other six people huddled together, looking around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a roar was heard and everyone turned around instantly.

An extremely powerful Silver Moon Dragon walked out of the Mirror of Heart in the huge crystal palace.

The dragon's body is silver-white, and it has two not-so-big horns on its head.

Luo Li's eyes moved, and she gritted her teeth slightly, "Peak, Great Lord!"

She wanted to summon Xiaoliu and the others, but found that she couldn't summon the contracted beasts at all.

Feng Wuhen and the others were also unable to summon their contracted beasts. The six of them looked at each other.

Damn it!

Shen Fuzhou gritted his teeth: "We can only do it ourselves!"

Xie Shiyuan and the others stared at the Silver Moon Dragon and sighed in their hearts: How easy is it? They have just broken through to the lord level!

Luo Li gripped the Xuan Yue Sword tightly, and the sword emitted a cold light.

She growled, "Disperse!"

The Silver Moon Dragon roared towards the sky, and the sound waves made the Crystal Palace tremble.

Her silver-white scales suddenly began to show blood-red lines, apparently also contaminated by Yan Ye's power.

"Attack his reverse scale!" Luo Li flew up, and the Xuan Yue sword drew a crescent arc.

The other five attacked at the same time, and the sword energy, whip shadows, and spear light intertwined into a net.

The dragon's giant tail swept across, shattering all the attacks.

Feng Wuhen groaned, and the scales scratched his left arm, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

"Be careful! His scales can absorb blood!" Wen Xingyan warned urgently, turning the pill in his hand into powder and sprinkling it on Feng Wuhen's wound.

The Silver Moon Dragon suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out silver flames, and Xie Shiyuan's sleeves instantly turned to ashes.

Shen Fuzhou pulled her away, but his back was burned.

"We can't go on like this!" Xuan Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "We have to find a flaw."