It appears lifelike despite the rolling lava around it.
Fresh and lively.
Such a spectacle must contain treasures beneath the raging flames.
Moreover, it is by no means an ordinary product.
The Ghost King dragged Bai Shuo to the edge of the cliff.
"Get it, and I'll give you everything you want."
Bai Shuo looked at the lotus flower and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.
It was as if the magical artifacts within him were being summoned.
This caused him to kneel on the ground in agony.
Just then, a whooshing sound came from the air.
The Ghost King scoffed coldly.
"To have the strength to resist even after being stabbed through the body is truly courting death!"
Without hesitation, he swung his demon-head sword, but in the next instant, he was bound tightly with a rope, sword and all.
He fell to the ground and almost fell into the lava.
Terrified, he writhed outwards like a worm before finally retreating to safety.
Upon closer inspection, the seemingly unconscious and frail woman slowly walked over.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was as cold as ice, with a few drops of bright red blood hanging on it, making her look like a demon god of death, yet as beautiful as a fairy.
With a wave of his hand, he lifted Bai Shuo up from a distance and hung him on the lava.
"What exactly is inside the illusion?"
The scalding lava was boiling and almost burned Bai Shuo's feet.
He had to comically shrink back like a frog, trying to break free, but he was trapped by the talisman and couldn't move.
"explain!"
Jiang Qingwan's small hand slowly pressed down.
Even though Bai Shuo tried to shrink back, his feet still touched the lava.
The body, which had just recovered, was sizzling and smoking from the heat.
He was in so much pain that he screamed like a banshee.
"Illusions originate from the deepest memories in people's hearts. You are also a cultivator, how could you not know this?"
Jiang Qingwan didn't believe it at all.
She has no memory of that period at all.
I saw the red light on his chest flashing wildly once again.
She curled her lips into a cold smile.
"Is this the thing that kept you alive even in the lightning tribulation talisman?"
Bai Shuo felt as if a hand was digging into his heart.
He looked down and saw the golden talisman burrowing into the flesh of his chest.
A fear unseen for many years swept over them.
"No! If I die, Mo Yunhan must die too!"
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