Lu Xuanji?
Xiang Sheng's slender eyebrows slightly frowned, thinking of Lu Xuanji who died at her hands half a year ago.
That is a puppet left behind by the Pantheon to buy time. The person behind the scenes named it Lu Xuanji. It has the same pronunciation, only two characters different... Is it a bad taste, or is there another purpose?
"Fifth Junior Sister?" Wen Yi called out.
Xiang Sheng came back to her senses and was about to respond when her eyes suddenly turned cold and she looked behind Wen Yi.
Wen Yi noticed something was wrong and turned around to look.
He saw an illusory old man standing not far behind him. When he saw the man's face clearly, Wen Yi was shocked.
"Third Junior Brother?!"
The old man seemed to be completely oblivious to Wen Yi's words. He stared at Xiang Sheng with a cold look in his eyes. "Young man, how dare you appear before me?"
Xiang Sheng remained unmoved upon hearing this, only smiling faintly. "Senior Xiao, are you going to say some nonsense again about killing all your relatives and friends and cultivating the Supreme Being to forget all emotions?"
Wen Yi watched the two of them arguing with each other, frowning: "Xiao Wei, can't you recognize my voice? I'm your Second Master..."
"That is the supreme law!"
The old man interrupted Wen Yi, a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes: "Young man, you are young and ignorant, and you don't know the benefits of being too forgetful. I won't bother with you about what happened last time."
When Wen Yi heard this, it was obvious that her third junior brother could neither see her nor hear her speak.
She turned around and looked at Xiang Sheng, her eyes full of questions, "Fifth Junior Sister, what is going on?"
"Senior Sister, he is not a remnant soul."
Xiang Sheng replied calmly, "Senior Sword Crazy said that he was just the product of an obsession."
Wen Yi shuddered delicately, as if struck by lightning, and muttered absentmindedly, "It's actually obsession..."
"Young man, what are you mumbling about? Did you hear what I said?"
The old man's face was gloomy. "A hundred years ago, I wasn't well prepared, and you managed to escape. Today, I want to see how you can escape!"
After saying this, the old man waved his sleeves without saying anything else, and colorful illusions instantly overlapped into thousands of layers, covering the sky and the earth.
"Tianluo Illusion?"
Wen Yi recognized his junior brother's trump card at a glance, his expression changed instantly, and without saying a word, he slapped him with his palm.
The power of a large formation immediately condensed and transformed into a giant palm in the void, pressing down fiercely!
However, when the suppressing force descended on Xiao Wei's head, it seemed to be pressing on empty space and passed straight through.
Is the body of obsession so special?
Wen Yi secretly cried out in disbelief and quickly sent a message to Sheng, "Fifth Junior Sister, run away quickly! I can't stop him!"
When Xiang Sheng heard Wen Yi's voice transmission, he smiled slightly. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward and raised his hand to tap lightly.
With this finger, the space seemed to freeze and fell into absolute silence.
The next moment, the thousands of illusions that came with great momentum exploded one after another like bubbles that were punctured!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The dream bubble twisted and shattered, and illusions poured out, dyeing the entire dark sky into colorful colors for a moment.
Wen Yi looked up and stared blankly at the dazzling sky, his mind going blank.
Is this the work of Fifth Junior Sister?
In the memory of the formation spirit, Xiang Sheng was clearly only in the Qi Refining stage. How come after only a hundred years, her junior sister has become so powerful?
Could it be that the memory of the formation is wrong, and the time that has passed is not a hundred years, but a thousand years... ten thousand years?
Before Wen Yi could sort out his thoughts, he suddenly felt a flash before his eyes. Xiang Sheng disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he had grabbed Xiao Wei's throat. He exhaled a little air from his palm, and an invisible force instantly twisted Xiao Wei's illusory body into a knot.
"Senior Xiao, there is one thing you said that is very true."
Xiang Sheng's calm gaze deepened with a chill in his voice. "I remember the hatred between you and me a hundred years ago. Who gave you the courage to appear before me?"
Xiao Wei was twisted to pieces, his cracked face full of horror. He couldn't understand why the ants that he had trampled on in the past suddenly turned into mountains that he could not reach.
However, even in such a miserable state, that wisp of obsession still supported him in his struggle, and he uttered intermittently: "Puppet Sect... Sect Master... must cultivate... the Supreme... Forgetfulness... must cultivate... the Supreme Forgetfulness!"
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes, "Why do you insist on me practicing Supreme Forgetfulness?"
As soon as these words came out, the old man suddenly trembled and stopped struggling.
"Why?"
A look of confusion appeared on his face, and then he frowned, "I can't remember..."
He wanted the Puppet Sect's leader to cultivate Supreme Forgetfulness, but why? Why did it have to be the Puppet Sect's leader?
He tried hard to recall, and as the thought arose, an indescribable pain spread in his mind.
“Why!”
He covered his head with his hands and let out a low roar of pain. His hands and body flickered and almost disappeared completely.
Xiang Sheng let go of his hand and looked at Xiao Wei with a frown.
Before coming to the ancient city, she had expected to meet this person again, so she naturally thought of a countermeasure early on.
Obsession, everything comes from thought.
As long as the right medicine is used to touch the other party's true heart, it will not be difficult to suppress it. She originally wanted to use this to try to dig out some clues from Xiao Wei's mouth, but she didn't expect to directly plunge him into self-destructive madness.
Wen Yi's white shadow flashed and she came in front of Xiao Wei, her eyes filled with sadness and powerlessness, sobbing uncontrollably: "Third Junior Brother, what happened to you? What have you been through these years..."
She couldn't blame Xiang Sheng for being too harsh, but seeing her third junior brother, who used to be the most gentle and with whom she had been together day and night, become like this, how could she not feel heartbroken?
"Fifth Junior Sister."
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