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Chapter 233 A Dreamlike Encounter Returns

The moment the illusion that enveloped the shaman's mansion was shattered by Moore's tail, the dynasty sensed a mysterious fluctuation.

With the slightest thought in his mind, he had already cast a wisp of his consciousness.

In that instant, he seemed to have traversed an endless distance and arrived at another place. The layout of the environment there was largely the same as that of the Shaman's Mansion, but the details were completely different, filled with the style of the Ming Dynasty.

Some maids and servants were walking back and forth, and a general in armor hurried out of the courtyard.

A phantom of a giant, blood-red python with a human head growing from the back of its head appeared, slithering through the courtyard. A maid seemed to notice this strange, blood-red python.

Instantly, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened wide, and a piercing scream echoed throughout the entire courtyard.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"What kind of behavior is this, shouting and yelling like that?"

On the other side, the maid's scream seemed to have startled the eerie, blood-red python.

The crimson python suddenly turned its head, coldly staring at the maid, and then opened its mouth and spat out a crimson mist that enveloped the maid.

Just as the maid was about to be enveloped in the blood mist, Wang Chao felt the scene before him become hazy, and the blood-red giant python instantly dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the entire scene, including that of the maid and the group of people who had just arrived and were equally shocked with their mouths agape, collapsed instantly, and the dynasty's mind and consciousness returned.

In the Qianqing Palace, Wang Chao suddenly opened his eyes, then closed them slightly again, recalling the scene he had just witnessed.

What is that place?
Is it also an illusion?

But it doesn't seem like it. Could it be that because he kept using his time-reversal ability, a historical scene was recreated there?

No, no.
Wang Chao shook his head.

That was clearly not a simple recurrence of history.

When Gaizhou was still under the control of the Ming Dynasty, there was no blood-red giant python.

Moreover, it's not as simple as a mere overlap of fantasies.

There was clearly some kind of communication and interaction between them.

More importantly, that is the underworld, which he created and evolved, and all its power and rules originated from him.

However, the scene that appeared earlier was completely beyond his control, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

However, with so little information, it's difficult to deduce the truth of the matter.

However, once it happens, it happens again. Whenever that situation occurs, he always manages to discover the mystery behind it.

Looking at Gaizhou Fortress, the dynasty thought for a moment and paused the time rewind for Moore and that manor.

Even the spread of the City God's divine light was shielded by the dynasty to ensure it would not affect the Shaman's Office.

Wang Chao's idea was to refrain from interfering there for the time being and see if the previous scene could be reproduced.

However, the previous scene did not reappear in the following days.

Moore, on the other hand, had wanted to leave several times.

However, the area had been sealed off by the dynasty, and he had been unable to leave.

Whether he accepted the status quo or had some reservations, he never launched any mindless attacks.

Even at the very end, he simply stayed quietly in the backyard.

Looking at the unchanged shaman's mansion, Wang Chao couldn't help but ponder deeply.

Was it just a coincidence, or was it due to other factors?

However, since nothing has changed yet.

Let's reset the time at the Shaman's Palace again and see if anything changes.

At exactly midnight, the world suddenly trembled, and everything began to recover, including Moore.

"No!"

In the end, Moore clearly sensed something and suddenly let out a roar.

But the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly, and he (the python) returned to the secret room, back to the beginning.

The next moment, Moore opened his eyes, still dazed.
Okay, open your eyes.

Looking around at the secret chamber, Moore murmured:
"I am back again?"

But the next moment, Moore shook his head again.

"Mmm~!"

What am I thinking? What has come back? I seemed to have been dead before.

Unconsciously, Moore lowered his head slightly and immediately saw his current situation.

"Ah~!"

Instantly, Moore let out an incredulous scream, his entire body springing out and crashing into the secret chamber and the room above.

"Rumble"

Immediately afterwards, Moore unleashed a violent outburst, the raging power engulfing the shaman's mansion and even causing the surrounding space to slightly distort.

A mysterious power began to emerge in that distorted space, gradually enveloping the shaman's mansion.

Those who had been keeping a close eye on this dynasty immediately sensed its power.

Without hesitation, the dynasty was invigorated.

Could it be that this power, and the previous scene, are related to the turbulence and distortion of space?
But thinking about it, it doesn't seem hard to understand.

After all, he did feel as if he had crossed some kind of spatial boundary before he saw that scene.

Since it is related to space, it is easy to understand why it changes when space is turbulent and distorted.

After a while, Moore finally stopped struggling, slowly swimming back to the backyard.

The mysterious power that permeated the surroundings had reached its limit. The space trembled slightly, and a scene suddenly appeared.

It was the same scene that had appeared before.

However, the people involved had changed; they were no longer Ming soldiers, but a group of Qing soldiers with rat tails tied around their necks.

Upon seeing this, Wang Chao frowned, somewhat puzzled by the reason.

The general scene hasn't changed, so why are the characters completely different?
However, that's not important. He just wanted to study the mystery of how the scene was formed; what it contained was irrelevant.

On the other side, upon noticing the change in the surrounding scene, Moore was startled and instantly twisted his body, about to smash the scene in front of him.

However, in the next instant, a tremendous force descended, suppressing it instantly and rendering it unable to move an inch.

At the same time, a figure appeared.

Wang Chao looked at the Qing soldiers coming and going and rummaging through boxes and cabinets. After a moment of silence, he finally stepped out and entered the courtyard.

As the dynasty entered, the surrounding scenery, like a reflection in water, instantly rippled and spread in all directions.

Sensing the mysterious power around him, Wang Chao frowned slightly, his mind suddenly expanding as he analyzed its mysteries little by little, incorporating them into his own power.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of thin true essence gradually merged into the surroundings, embedding itself into that mysterious power.

The scene, which had been constantly turbulent and rippled due to the existence of the dynasty, gradually calmed down. After glancing at the frozen Moors, the dynasty began to stroll around the shaman's mansion.

Watching the Qing soldiers ransacking the place and collecting gold and silver, Wang Chao couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

The scene before me is probably what happened when Gaizhou Weicheng fell.

only.
After touring the entire shaman's mansion, Wang Chao was puzzled to find that although there were large patches of blood in many places.

However, there were no corpses here.

strangeness.
Wang Chao frowned slightly as he watched the Qing soldiers laughing wildly after finding jewels and gold.

Although he knew it was an illusion, the sight of the Qing soldiers still displeased Wang Chao.

After all, he disliked the Qing army more than the Ming Dynasty.

Without thinking, Wang Chao took two steps forward and stood in front of the Qing soldier who was laughing wildly, and then lightly slapped him.

Well, he was afraid that if he used too much force, he would shatter the illusion before him.

But as the dynasty slapped the Qing soldier on the head, something strange happened.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out in the quiet courtyard.

"Uh this."

This sudden scene startled Wang Chao slightly, and he watched as the Qing soldier's eyes widened.

At the same time, the Qing soldier opposite him also suddenly stopped his arrogant smile and looked coldly at Wang Chao.

"There's still one Han Chinese here, die!"

After coldly finishing speaking, the Qing soldier swiftly drew his sword and slashed fiercely at Wang Chao.

"Eh~?"

Looking at the Qing army in front of him and the long swords coming at him, Wang Chao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Om~!"

The surrounding space trembled slightly, and a binding force descended instantly, imprisoning the Qing soldiers on the spot.

At this moment, Wang Chao began to carefully examine the Qing army before him.

Although their figures appeared somewhat ethereal, they were no different from ordinary Qing soldiers.

In addition, his eyes were lifeless and empty, like a wooden puppet.

Even as he fiercely attacked the dynasty, there was no emotion in his eyes.

Furthermore, the other Qing soldiers also turned to look at Wang Chao, their empty, lifeless eyes staring straight at him as they approached him step by step.

The shaman's mansion, shrouded in a gray-black mist, sent chills down one's spine.

The dynasty was not intimidated by the performance of the numerous Qing troops; on the contrary, it was delighted with the changes.

For him, an unchanging illusion was meaningless.

Only through change can he uncover more secrets.

By sensing with his heart, he felt a special power permeating him and many Qing soldiers.

It seems that this force created some connection between the two sides, which is why the dynasty was able to contact the Qing army, and the Qing army was also able to discover and contact him.

Unconsciously, the dynasty recalled a certain folk legend.

When you encounter a ghost, you must pretend you don't see it.

Otherwise, he will be able to hurt you once he realizes you can see him.

Before the dynasty made its move, the surrounding Qing troops indeed completely ignored him.

This series of changes only occurred after he attacked the Qing army.

What is the reason for this?
Quantum entanglement, causal relationship.
Could this force be quantum energy or the power of causality?

I just don't know if I can control it.

Regardless of what kind of energy it is, as long as it can be controlled, the dynasty will naturally understand its mysteries.

Looking at the Qing soldiers around him, Wang Chao couldn't help but have a thought. The surrounding space instantly froze, imprisoning them all in place.

In an instant, an even more concentrated causal energy arose out of nowhere between the two parties, quickly enveloping them.

Empowered by this energy, the originally illusory Qing army became slightly more solid.

However, that was all; they still could not break free from the shackles of the dynasty.

During their struggle, the dynasty also estimated their strength, finding them to be much weaker than ordinary people.

Aside from their rather strange form of existence, they don't have any other strange attack capabilities; they are simply weakened Qing soldiers.

After realizing these things, the dynasty stopped paying attention to them and instead focused all its attention on the causal energy that permeated between the two sides.

As his mind swept over it again and again, the eerie energy of the underworld continued to erode it.

However, perhaps because that power was too advanced, Wang Chao could only say that he had a vague feeling about it, but when it came to what he had specifically comprehended, he was completely clueless.

Wang Chao couldn't help but sigh, realizing that his strength was still too weak.

However, he also had a vague feeling in his heart.

If more of this energy could be obtained, the difficulty of comprehending it would certainly be reduced.

and also
Wang Chao surveyed his surroundings, which were not entirely the same as what he had seen before.

After a moment of contemplation, the spirit of the dynasty instantly spread, enveloping the entire shaman's mansion, and gradually blending into the illusion along with the eerie energy of the underworld.

Little by little, until a certain moment, Wang Chao felt a sudden lightness in his mind, and instantly fell towards a certain place.

It seemed like an instant, yet it also felt like an eternity. When Wang Chao came to his senses, he had returned to the scene he had seen before.

However, there were no maids or servants coming and going, and no general rushing out.

Here, just like an illusion of a shaman's palace in the underworld, a group of Qing soldiers are ransacking the manor, searching for its gold and silver treasures.

Unlike the illusion, countless corpses lay here, splattered with blood, suggesting that a fierce battle, or rather a massacre, must have taken place here previously.

After wandering around for a while, the dynasty arrived at the backyard again. A giant blood-red python with a snake's head and a human head slowly swam by. When it encountered Qing soldiers along the way, the two sides seemed to be in different spaces and passed each other directly.

It wasn't until it saw the dynasty that the blood-red python paused slightly, and then, as if by instinct, quickly coiled up and watched the dynasty warily.

He sensed a sense of oppression from the emperor, a strong threat, and an instinctive loathing and murderous intent.

He wanted to attack, but he was also afraid and felt a sense of submission.

The crimson python, which originally possessed only mechanical instincts, was now filled with a sense of contradiction. Driven by instinct, it coiled into a snake formation, watching the dynasty warily.

Wang Chao's expression shifted slightly as he silently gazed at the crimson python.

He sensed a power emanating from the crimson python, a power that shouldn't be there and that he found unbelievable.

It is not the so-called causal force mentioned earlier.

It was more eerie than sinister.

(End of this chapter)