Chapter 8 Chapter 8 My hands are slippery

People only know the power of the Red Blood Pearl, but do not know the strength of the Crimson Spirit Pearl.

The two complement each other. The Red Blood Pearl can provide the physical body with power, while the Crimson Spirit Pearl can swallow the physical body.

No one who enters the Crimson Spirit Pearl can come out alive and conscious, so outsiders have no idea how powerful it is.

Wei Xin consolidated the barrier and then entered the Crimson Spirit Pearl.

It was pitch black all around, with no sunlight at all. The wind was blowing fiercely, and the roars of wild beasts could be heard constantly, ready to attack at any time. Occasionally, one could hear someone screaming.

Monsters roam around at all times of day and night. In such an environment, ordinary people would be frightened to death within half an hour.

There are also those who are strong-willed and can hold on for three to five days, but they cannot endure what comes next.

Wei Xin had brought many people in before. No matter they were friends or enemies, they were all scared out of their wits when they got here, and revealed all their plans - they just wanted to get close to him as much as possible and try to find his weakness.

He strolled leisurely to where Yun Du was and heard a horrific scream, so sharp that he couldn't help but cover his ears.

"So useless?"

I thought Yun Du could hold on for a while, but I didn’t expect... huh?

He looked at a ball of fire in the distance, flew closer, and was stunned: "How could you......"

Yun Du smiled and said, "Now that you are here, please take a seat. It is quite deserted here. Fortunately, I caught a fish and I am going to grill it. Let's eat together."

"Where are the fish in this place?!" Wei Xin asked doubtfully.

Yundu picked up the fish behind him.

Wei Xin looked closely and saw that it was a huge tiger dragon.

Next to him lay a person covered in blood, with only a faint breath left. The sound just now must have come from this person.

He lifted the man's head, but he could no longer identify his appearance, and naturally could not remember who he was.

"You saved him?" Wei Xin asked.

"He was almost swallowed. I only want to eat fish, not anything else." Yundu paused and asked, "Who is this?"

"I don't remember. Anyway, anyone who enters here deserves to die."

"Me too?"

Wei Xin glanced at him without saying anything. Under the light of the fire, he smiled grimly: "That depends on your performance."

A rough low hum sounded behind me, and a smell of rust spread.

Wei Xin stared behind him and saw a blood-spotted tiger approaching. It had a strong body, green eyes and blood around its mouth. It seemed that it had just had a full meal and was now looking for food again.

Yundu continued to stir the fire without looking back, and looked into his eyes in the firelight: "What kind of performance can satisfy you?"

Wei Xin said nothing, staring at him closely with a cold expression.

At this time, the blood-spotted tiger smelled the scent of Yun Du, growled, and opened its bloody mouth towards him.

"Would you be satisfied if I disappeared just like that?" Yun Du asked motionlessly.

Wei Xin didn't know what the tiger was up to, but he hadn't seen what he wanted to see yet. Seeing the blood-spotted tiger open its mouth wide and about to bite off the other's head, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out a punch to repel the blood-spotted tiger.

A hint of smile flashed across Yun Du's eyes: "I knew you couldn't bear to leave me."

"......"

"Excuse me for meddling in other people's business. Just go to hell." Wei Xin stood up angrily and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then hide behind and observe secretly.

The blood-spotted tiger was hit and went mad. Its roar in the dark was so creepy that the people lying on the ground howled twice in fear.

However, Yun Du seemed to have made up his mind to eat into the tiger's stomach, and he stood still.

Seeing this, Wei Xin had an idea and controlled the blood-spotted tiger to bite the person on the ground.

"Ah! Don't come over here - help, hero, save me!" The man was wriggling on the ground with a disfigured face.

As expected, Yun Du finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Yun Du just sighed softly, raised his hand and held the blood-spotted tiger's chin, pushed it up hard, and a fang fell out.

The blood-spotted tiger was furious. It changed its target, swaying its body and biting him madly.

Finally, he took action, and Wei Xin just sat there and watched the fun.

The commotion here attracted other monsters, which attacked Yundu one after another.

If it was just one blood-spotted tiger, it could be dealt with easily, but if there were hundreds of monsters besieging in the dark, it would not be an easy task to resolve.

Without being able to see the sky, it was naturally impossible to tell how many hours had passed, and the people on the ground had already fainted.

Wei Xin heard Yun Du's increasingly heavy breathing, and he saw countless monster corpses approaching him on the ground.

"Mr. Yundu, what's the matter?" he asked with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern. My legs are still strong and I can reach the fifth floor in one breath." Yun Du stabbed the last monster in the chest with his sword. After pulling out the sword, he knelt on one knee and took a breath.

"Do you know how many days and nights you've been fighting?" Wei Xin squatted down, smiled perversely, raised a hand, and touched his neat hair. "You've consumed so much of your internal energy, and you're still concerned about your hairstyle?"

"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the image management cannot be lost." Yun Du said with his dying breath.

"......"

Wei Xin listened to his breath and drew a talisman on the spot. Light emanated from under Yun Du's feet, drawing people in.

Seeing that half of Yun Du's body had fallen into the talisman formation, he just curled up the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, a hand appeared at his waist, pulling him into the illusion.

"Damn it, you bastard, how dare you lie to me?!"

“Same here.”

The dark abyss in the Crimson Spirit Pearl will consume the enemy's internal energy and disperse their will, so you can take the opportunity to sneak into their consciousness and use the current consciousness to create an illusion, which is the last scene in the consciousness at the moment of death.

Generally speaking, it is the revolving lantern that appears in a person's mind before he dies.

In this way, you can know what the other person cares about most, what he desires or fears.

Wei Xin had seen his own hideous face in the visions of many people. When these people were dying, they could not think of anything else but fear of him.

Of course, I have also seen some desires and regrets.

But he had never seen a blank.

It was all black just now, but the next moment it plunged into endless white.

The strong light hurt his eyes, and he closed them subconsciously, unable to help but yell, "What the hell is this place?!"

A chuckle sounded beside my ear: "Why are you asking me? Isn't this the place you brought me to?"

Wei Xin tried to open his eyes several times, but failed each time. His eyes were irritated to the point of tears overflowing, and he felt that this illusion was even more bizarre.

The surroundings were extremely quiet. He closed his eyes and groped around, feeling the changes around him. He heard Yun Du cough and immediately grabbed him: "Can you open your eyes?"

"I can. I can see your tears." Yun Du said.

"I'll dig out your eyes in a minute."

Yundu smiled softly: "Do you need help? Let me help you."

"No need - ah!" Wei Xin strode forward and fell into the pit the next moment.

This has never happened before.

He is the master of the Crimson Spirit Pearl, which can transform and create countless illusions.

But in this false illusion, all my magic power is gone and I can only watch.

However, he is now in an illusion, and the owner of this illusion is Yun Du.

He couldn't open his eyes now and didn't know what kind of illusion this was.

It's just his carelessness.

Wei Xin angrily punched the side, getting his fist stained with gravel and dirt: "What the hell is this place?!"

"A grave."

Wei Xin didn't expect him to answer questions obediently, so he stayed in the pit and felt around for a while: "Whose tomb is this?"

"Mine." Yun Du said, looking at the empty tomb in front of him.

Wei Xin was stunned: "You knew you were going to die in my hands, so you even planned your own grave before you died?"

Yun Du sneered.

"Since you have started to think about the tomb, why don't you want a more luxurious one? Look at this shabby one, and it's so small, it can't accommodate you at all." Wei Xin said.

"It was too hasty. I didn't have time to think carefully. I hope you can give me more time next time so that I can think carefully about what kind of tomb I want."

Wei Xin came out of the grave.

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind, and he asked, "What is this?"

"you guess?"

"I guess your grandma!"

Wei Xin couldn't stand his pretentiousness, so he raised his foot to kick him, but he missed because the other party had already dodged.

The enemy is in the light and we are in the dark.

At this time, Yun Du's advantage was very obvious. If they wanted to attack him in the illusion, it would be much easier than usual.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more alert and stopped joking with him.

The slightest movement would attract his attention. He grabbed the hand that was about to reach out and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Aren't you afraid of light? I'll use this to cover your eyes. It will be more convenient."

Wei Xin loosened his fingers slightly, and the other party walked behind him and covered his eyes.

"What is this?" Wei Xin asked.

“My headband.”

"......How dare you use the thing you use to tie my hair to tie my eyes?!" Wei Xin turned around and slapped him, but Yun Du dodged nimbly again.

"Don't worry, this is brand new and we haven't had time to use it yet." Yun Du said with a smile.

"That's more like it."

"This time I'm just teasing you. I've used it before."

Wei Xin slapped him again.

Yun Du grabbed his wrist and looked at his face, which had turned red with anger. He couldn't help laughing: "It's just used to wrap around the hilt of the sword. It won't be a problem. We should take emergency measures."

"Have you washed it?"

“It’s natural.”

Wei Xin accepted it reluctantly. He sensed the body temperature on his wrist and was about to withdraw his hand, but the other party let go first.

He twirled his fingertips and had just touched the grave for a long time. His hands were covered with dirt. He clapped his hands and still felt unclean.

"Is there any water?"

"No, but I have this." Yun Du took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust off his hands.

Wei Xin was on guard for a long time, and finally realized that he was just wiping his hands and had no intention of taking any action, so he felt a little relieved.

"You kid, you actually carry a handkerchief with you?"

"Don't you have any?"

"Should I have?"

"Hey, you don't like cleanliness very much."

"...Get lost!"

Yun Du wiped his hand and ran his fingertips across the back of his hand: "Your hand is quite slippery."

Wei Xin kicked him and said, "You're slippery too!"