Chapter 648: The Spirit of the Artifact
Facing Ye Fei's dagger pointed at him, the young man raised the corners of his lips and smiled fearlessly: "I can transform into the image of the person you miss most, whether he is male or female."
As for the reason—
The smile on the boy's lips suddenly vanished: "That's because I sensed the aura of Mirror Palace on you."
Did I smell the Mirror Palace aura on her?
This scene seemed somewhat familiar—just like the Manju encountered in the Secret Realm of Xiahua.
Ye Fei frowned: "Don't tell me you're also one of Jing Que's suitors."
"A suitor? Hahaha..."
The boy covered his face and laughed. After a while, he stopped laughing, but his eyes flashed with deep hatred: "Don't compare us to that idiot Manzhu! If it weren't for Jingque, we wouldn't have been imprisoned here for a full thousand years!"
"You guys?" Ye Fei seized on those two words, her eyes turning icy cold: "Who are you with?!"
"Naturally, it's me and my brother."
The boy sneered, "From the moment you three stepped into this cave, your every move has been under our watchful eye—the sudden closing of the stone door was also our doing... How else could we have separated you?"
"Fine, since you're going to die here anyway, I'll let you die knowing why."
The boy took out the black blade hidden behind his back and played with it in his hand: "My brother and I were once the spirits formed on the treasure, the Glazed Illusion Pearl. We also fought alongside Jingque and killed many demons for him."
"But after a battle with the demons, in order to protect him, the Crystal Illusion Pearl was cracked by the spiritual energy..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled up his sleeve, revealing a hideous scar on his skin beneath. "Because of this scar, Jingque no longer looks at us, nor does he lead us to fight the demons anymore—this scar was caused by him, and he just abandons us like this? Do we have no use to him anymore?"
The boy's face grew colder as he spoke, his voice filled with gritted teeth: "We spirits have done so much for him... how could he treat us like this!"
"He died, and we were imprisoned in this secret realm for thousands of years until you foolish cultivators stepped into the Eight Desolate Divine Realm in order to seize treasures. We gradually developed murderous intentions. He loved the world so much, so we used illusion techniques to silently kill the people he loved most!"
"Of course, before you, many cultivators have died from our illusion techniques, but they were not as perceptive as you, who were able to see through our proud illusion techniques!"
The boy's handsome face was contorted with rage: "But so what if you see through me? I'll still kill you, just like all those other cultivators before you!"
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes. The Glazed Illusion Pearl? It sounded like a treasure that could create illusions or illusions.
Perhaps the reason Jingque stopped using the Glazed Illusion Pearl at that time was that he hoped they could focus on healing until the cracks in their bodies disappeared.
However, the spirit of the artifact clearly misunderstood, and angrily believed that the mirror was treating them as flawed treasures, so it abandoned them.
"Alright, the story is over, time to hit the road!"
The boy's eyes were cold. He dodged and thrust the blade in his hand straight at Ye Fei's vitals!
Phantom Steps!
A fierce glint flashed in Ye Fei's eyes. She dodged the stabbing knife tip with strange steps, turned around, and kicked him viciously in the abdomen with her long leg. With a thud, the boy was kicked and slammed into the stone wall!
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