While Yin Ling and the other were discussing the key to the formation, neither of them noticed that Ling Yue, who had been lying lifeless on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His eyes were pure black, with not a trace of white showing, and his slow raising of his right hand made him look like a puppet being manipulated.

A gray ball of light appeared in his hand. By the time Ling Yao realized something was wrong, the ball of light had already left Ling Yue's hand and was aimed directly at Yin Ming!

This ball of light—Lingyao had seen it not long ago—

It was because of this that the two of them fell into the illusion.

I don't know what kind of strange move this is, but I can't neutralize it or dodge it.

Lingyao instinctively spoke up to remind him, and then resolutely stood in front of Yin Ming.

"Don't touch me..." Lingyao forced herself to get off Yinming, leaving behind this instruction before falling into a deep sleep.

Everything happened too fast. Yin Ming, clutching his dizzy head, propped himself up to check. He saw that Ling Yao was gradually covered by a layer of gray mist, and his figure was gradually disappearing into the mist.

"Ah Yao?"

Yin Ming called out to him anxiously, but received no response. He reached out to touch him, but then remembered his earlier instructions and could only awkwardly withdraw his hand.

After Ling Yue's body released the gray light, it gradually shattered into dust.

Just as Yin Ming was at a loss, the surrounding scenery suddenly cracked, withered, and vanished into mist.

When the world returned to clarity, what appeared before Yin Ming was the Forbidden Forest, which he knew all too well!

And lying in front of him, besides Lingyao, there was also... Liuying?

Not far away, a dying black dragon and a small, three-tailed spirit fox lay lurking.

Yin Ming stared blankly at the scene before him, feeling completely bewildered.

What on earth is going on?!

Suddenly, the world became shrouded in a hazy mist, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring amidst the churning clouds, and the world plunged into darkness in an instant.

As the wind howled and whipped through the dense forest, rustling the leaves and kicking up dust and sand, a pure white figure suddenly descended from the sky.

It's like the end of the world is coming with it.

As this person appeared, the wind and thunder grew louder. Yin Ming struggled to hold onto the grass to steady his swaying body, and subconsciously squinted at the newcomer.

When he saw the other person's face clearly, he was startled again, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to Ling Yao in front of him...

This person looks exactly like Lingyao!

The difference lies in this person's demeanor, which carries a cold arrogance that looks down on all living beings, as if everything in the world reveres him.

The oppressive aura emanating from him made Yin Ming unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

It seemed that all Yin Ming could do in front of him was submit.

Yin Ming frowned deeply. This person had come with great force and was clearly an enemy, not a friend. But given their current situation, how could they resist?

If Lingyao or Liuying were awake, they might still have a fighting chance, but now only he, this useless piece of trash, is left.

Yin Ming repented, realizing that his weakness was truly a sin at that moment!

"You've managed to defeat my clone, so you're not bad, but that's where it ends." The white-robed man spoke casually, as if he were just chatting with Yin Ming.

But the meaning behind his words made Yin Ming's brow twitch.

Ling Yue is his clone?! So, he was behind all of this?

If even the nearly invincible Firefly in the Forbidden Forest was defeated by him, wouldn't this person's cultivation level have already reached the legendary tenth realm?!

How did they end up offending people like that? And why does his face look so much like Ling Yao's?

Yin Ming initially thought that Ling Yue had stolen Ling Yao's face to deceive him, but if his true self also had this face... could this really be his real appearance?

No, what kind of class is this man in white? How dare he share the same face as the male lead?

Hmm, but with his cultivation level, he does seem to be qualified.

Could it be that Lingyao's parents had twins? Otherwise, how could this guy be so ridiculously strong?

It's important to know that in the later parts of the original story, no one's cultivation level was higher than the male protagonist's; everyone else had to kneel down and call him "father" in front of him.

Otherwise, how could it be called a "feel-good" novel?

Previously, there was a firefly that could suppress the male protagonist in a specific location, and now there is a mysterious man whose cultivation level is higher than the male protagonist's.

The male protagonist, Lingyao, is really pitiful; the feeling of dominating the world is completely gone in an instant.

You ask Yin Ming why he has to think about these random things at such a critical moment. Can't he think about something useful, like how to escape?

He wanted to, but even if his dantian seal wasn't broken, and even if he were still at the eighth realm of cultivation, someone could crush him with just one finger.

Since there was no possibility of escape, Yin Ming simply chose to lie down and await his death.

He was exhausted both physically and mentally from being scammed during this period, and his heart had long since become numb.

The capybara was his role model at that moment—if you're dead, you're dead; if you're alive, you're alive.

If there was anything else he was concerned about... Yin Ming lowered his gaze, staring longingly at Ling Yao, who was still shrouded in a thin mist.

Although his face was slightly blurred by the thin mist, Yin Ming could still sketch his outline in his mind again and again.

Only when he sees Lingyao does his heart stir.

I wonder if Lingyao will wake up in time to save him. Anyway, it's definitely hopeless for Yinming to save himself.

He's just a noob and a good-for-nothing; all he can do is wait for a big shot to bail him out.

Unexpectedly, just when Yin Ming had given up, the man in white gave him a chance to buy time.

"Very good, it seems you're prepared. But... before that, don't you want to know why he won't let you touch him?"

The man in white glanced at Yin Ming and said cryptically.

The "he" he referred to was naturally Lingyao.

Yin Ming raised an eyebrow. "You know?"

The man in white raised his chin arrogantly. "Of course."

Yin Ming: ...

No, it's clearly Lingyao's face, but why does this expression look so irritating?

If Yin Ming weren't unable to beat him, he would have easily pinned him to the ground and given him a good beating.

Well, they certainly have the right to be arrogant.

Did he think Yin Ming was stupid? Did he think Yin Ming would believe his nonsense just because he said something casually?

Let him dream big!

He said he would let Yin Ming do as he pleased, but Yin Ming would not fall into his trap.

The man in white seemed to know that Yin Ming would doubt him, and he stated the consequences quite decisively. However, his subsequent words still made Yin Ming waver—

"That's right, if you touch him, you will indeed be sucked into the illusion."

"But don't you want to know what he has done for you? Illusions originate from the depths of a person's heart, and you can find the answers to what you want to know in the illusion."

Yin Ming pursed his lips. Damn it, he had to admit, he knew how to seduce people.

Although he knew that he was deliberately luring Yin Ming into the illusion, Yin Ming really couldn't refuse this reason, damn it.