I wield power with my innate talents, and forge the Heavenly Court.

Chapter 236 Slaughter and the Dynasty in the Eyes of Outsiders: Actively Condensing Illusory Projections
Having heard the accounts of the Qing soldiers who had escaped back, and having witnessed firsthand the sudden shattering of the barrier above the corresponding residence of the Shaman in the Celestial Empire, the thousands of Qing soldiers who had come to the vicinity had long since lost all doubt about the existence of demons and ghosts.

At that moment, as the blood-red python darted about, the gusts of cold wind it brought with it immediately sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Shouldn't it be.
Has that ghost already arrived?
Without realizing it, everyone began to look around, fearing that a vengeful ghost might appear beside them.

As this thought arose in their minds, even stronger negative forces began to emerge.

At the same time, through the medium of those countless negative forces, a strange resonance began to emerge between the many Qing soldiers and the blood-red python.

Gradually, the image of the blood-red python began to appear before the eyes of the many Qing soldiers.

"Snake, snake, snake! There's a snake! There really is a snake demon!"

"Run, run, run!"

At a loud shout, many Qing soldiers began to scatter and flee, including the leading Qing general, who was running for his life, his arm waving the whip so fast it was almost a blur.

Their Qing army was brave and fierce, but when faced with demons that defied reason, they could only retreat.

Seeing the numerous Qing soldiers scatter and flee, the blood-red python paused for a moment, then, as if realizing something, suddenly raised its head high, its eyes flashing with cold light.

The next instant, the blood-red python suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

Blood mist filled the air, instantly enveloping an area of ​​a hundred meters in radius.

"chichichi"

"Ah~!"

In an instant, a cacophony of corrosive sounds and screams erupted from within the blood mist.

The crimson python tilted its head, then opened its mouth again, and a gray-black power merged into the blood mist.

In that instant, the blood mist seemed to gain support, and as it turned blackish-red, it expanded outward by tens of meters again, enveloping a large number of Qing soldiers.

As their flesh and blood were corroded, their spirits were also eroded and twisted by the eerie energy.

"Ah~, hahaha"

"God, the great God!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my own flesh and blood to pray for the descent of the gods."

As eerie, painful cries rang out, the black and red mist grew even thicker.

However, this time, some people still managed to escape.

For example, the Qing general was only enveloped in the black and red mist before he was carried out by his galloping warhorse.

Even in just this short time, his body had already been corroded beyond recognition.

However, he did manage to escape after all.

After leaving the dark red mist, the Qing general could no longer hold on and fell off his horse with a thud, letting out a series of mournful howls.

"Ahhh"
Help! Someone please save me!

His bloodied and mangled arm clenched stiffly, yet he dared not touch any part of his body, for the same was true of other parts; contact would only intensify the pain.

Even so, he wasn't much better off.

Although he broke out of the range of the black and red mist.

However, his body was also stained with some black and red mist, which now clung to his body like wisps of smoke, slowly eroding his flesh.

"No, no, how could I die? I just breached Gaizhou Garrison City and made great contributions. How could I die like this?"

No, I will absolutely not die.

Amidst a series of painful roars, the Qing general managed to regain his composure.

As he unleashed a powerful will to survive, the corrosive effect of the black and red mist on his body instantly diminished considerably.

even
Some of the black and red mist that had been integrated into its flesh and blood seemed to have been suppressed by it, and gradually became quiet.

Furthermore, as a chain reaction, more and more of the black and red mist subsided.

When the black and red mist stopped corroding flesh and blood, it turned cold and icy, which suddenly relieved the pain of the Qing general who was in great pain.

Looking at the faint black and red mist on his body and feeling the cold, icy aura, a thought arose in the mind of the Qing general, but he immediately dismissed it.

Now is not the time to think about these things. His main goal now is to escape and find a doctor to treat his injuries.

Trembling, he climbed back onto the horse, pulled hard on the reins, and galloped away once more.

Yes, the horses were not corroded by the black and red mist.

Although it felt uneasy after being shrouded in the black and red mist.

However, it is not as clearly understood as humans.

Therefore, he did not see the blood-red python, nor did he even notice the black and red mist.

It only saw other humans, and its owner, suddenly become bloody and mangled.

Terrified and panicked, it could only desperately try to escape with its owner.

"Da da da, da da da"

Soon, the Qing general passed through the general's mansion and arrived at that strange residence, instinctively turning his head to look.

Then, he saw a strange, ethereal figure shrouded in black smoke, standing quietly in front of the gate, smiling as he rode away at full speed.

The moment the Qing general saw that figure, he couldn't help but feel endless negative emotions rising in his heart. A bloodthirsty light gradually appeared in his eyes, and he wished he could destroy and kill everything in front of him.

But at the same time, a deep-seated fear suppressed all those negative emotions.

Involuntarily, he shivered violently, and even the pain in his body seemed to be suppressed. He quickly spurred his warhorse to move away at an even faster speed.

Watching the Qing generals leave quickly, and feeling a surge of fear rushing towards them, Wang Chao felt somewhat bewildered.

Is he that scary?

The Qing general merely glanced at him, yet this single glance instilled a powerful sense of fear within him.

Wang Chao bowed his head. Apart from his somewhat ethereal body and the faint, eerie aura emanating from him, he seemed to be no different.

but
The dynasty raised its head again, looking in the direction in which the Qing generals had fled.

The events surrounding the Qing general piqued his interest.

It actually managed to suppress the erosion of the eerie energy and blood mist with its strong will to survive, and even showed a tendency to incorporate it into its own power.

However, this would truly create an unbreakable connection between him and the blood-red python.

The crimson python could easily pinpoint his location through this connection and then move to his side. Whether it would kill him or not was beyond the Wang Chao's comprehension.

And
He can no longer see it either.

Wang Chao looked down, watching his body gradually fade away. An overwhelming pressure from the outside world pressed down on him. No matter how much the remaining evil energy within his body churned, it could not stop his destruction and dissipation.

In order to break through the invisible barrier, the strange energy in his body had been completely exhausted, leaving only a very thin wisp.

After the invisible barrier shattered, the surrounding world began to repel him.

At first, it was fine; the rejection wasn't too strong.

However, as time passed, it seemed that the environment inside the mansion began to resonate with the outside world, and the repulsion force began to increase, eventually causing his power to be rapidly depleted and his body to gradually dissipate.

Although the Qing general who had just arrived had replenished his forces, it didn't allow him to hold out for long.

On the other side, the crimson python reabsorbed the black and red mist, its body solidifying considerably once more. Finally, Wang Chao's body shattered completely, dissipating into the world. "Buzz!"

In an instant, the dynasty felt a jolt in its mind and began to quickly move away from this world.

In the end, Wang Chao vaguely sensed that the blood-red python did not collapse and dissipate along with him as before.

The next moment, in a dizzying spin, the dynasty reappeared in the Shaman's Palace of the Underworld.

It remained the same as the previous illusion.

However, those illusions of the Qing army became even more illusory and hazy, and were gradually collapsing and dissipating.

A thoughtful expression appeared on Wang Chao's face.

It seems that when characters from the other world die or leave the current scene, the illusions projected onto the underworld will gradually dissipate.

I wonder if the blood-red python in that world will still exist if the current scene collapses.

As he was thinking this, the dynasty had already released itself from the constraints of the illusory projection before it.

The next instant, those illusory projections rushed towards him again, raising their swords and spears and attacking fiercely.

Faced with their attack, Wang Chao did not dodge, but silently chanted in his heart.

"Three, two, one"

"Hoo~!"

Those illusory projections collapsed and dissipated without ever touching the dynasty, leaving only a gentle breeze that brushed past the dynasty's hair.

Seeing that the surrounding scenery had returned to normal, Wang Chao glanced at the blood-red python, then released its restraints and left the place in the blink of an eye.

In the period that followed, the dynasty began to attempt to create other projected illusions based on its own speculations.

However, they had not succeeded. Even though the energy concentration and the amplitude of the spatial vibrations far exceeded those of the Shaman's Palace in the Underworld, they still could not form a similar projection illusion. This left Wang Chao puzzled as to where the problem lay.

Ultimately, the dynasty's attention once again turned to the shamanic palace in the underworld.

The crimson python lay limply in the shaman's mansion, crawling listlessly, devoid of any vitality.

Because during this period, the dynasty did not reset the time along with the shaman's office.

Therefore, he already knew his current situation.

He was trapped in the shaman's palace.

At first it was fine, but as time went on, he couldn't take it anymore.

The dynasty could not simply take this shaman, who had sacrificed tens of thousands of people, into the underworld.

Don't forget that in both the celestial and underworld realms, dynasties can extend their time flow.

Although the dynasty only conducted dozens of world interaction experiments in other places, it took about a month.

However, the shaman's palace where Moore lived was hundreds of times faster than other places.

What takes a little over a month outside can be hundreds of years here.

In this dark underworld where there is no distinction between day and night, the sense of time will be stretched once again.

In this monotonous environment, over time, his heart naturally filled with endless loneliness and numbness.

He even attempted suicide.

However, once the shaman's palace synchronizes with the real world, he will be reborn once again, his memories remaining at the moment before his death.

Day after day, year after year, and influenced by the consciousness of the crimson python, his consciousness and reactions began to become numb and sluggish, as if he were about to fall into hibernation.

Being listless, numb, and idle is nothing short of being lifeless.

On that very day, the dynasty's figure descended once more.

Seeing this, Moore disregarded everything else and immediately scurried over.

This might be his only chance.

He would agree without hesitation even if it meant acknowledging the person in front of him as his master.

It's not shameful to escape this cage.

"Eh~?"

Seeing the blood-red giant python rushing towards them, Wang Chao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Surprisingly, after hundreds of years of attrition, it still maintains this strong desire to attack.

Hmm, it seems we need to increase the time flow rate.

However, he didn't come here because of it this time.

So, you should take a break first.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying binding force enveloped the blood-red python, instantly imprisoning it.

No, please don't.

Master, you can't abandon Moore!

Unfortunately, Moore couldn't utter a single word of what was in his heart.

In an instant, his eyes lost their luster, and he felt that his future life, well, his snake life, was bleak.

On the other side, the dynasty had no idea what he was thinking. After imprisoning the blood-red giant python, he began to gather the surrounding energy and shake the space of the shaman's mansion.

Gradually, the energy of the shaman's mansion became incredibly dense, and ripples spread through the space.

A mysterious power began to emerge within the constantly fluctuating ripples of space.

Upon sensing this, Wang Chao couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

His direction was not wrong; he just couldn't achieve his goal elsewhere.

Perhaps there are some mysteries he is unaware of.

As time passed, that wondrous power grew stronger and stronger, eventually permeating the entire shaman's mansion.

"Om~!"

As the entire shamanic mansion trembled slightly, the surrounding scenery of the shamanic mansion began to change.

The eerie atmosphere of the underworld shaman's palace gradually transformed into bright sunshine, with the occasional bird song audible.

Once things were completely stable, the dynasty couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Haha, it's done!"

However, at the same time, the dynasty could also sense that this time the illusion was being condensed more easily than when the blood-red python violently destroyed it.

It's unclear whether he's become more skilled, or if this method is inherently simpler than the blood-red python's indiscriminate destruction.

Shaking his head, Wang Chao stopped the spatial tremors and energy convergence, and began to examine the shaman's mansion before him.

There wasn't much difference from before, except that the eerie atmosphere had changed to bright sunshine.

Looking up at the sky, I couldn't see the sun, but there was bright sunshine pouring down from some unknown place.

As the dynasty walked through it, one could see rows of stark white skeletons and pools of dark red blood.

(End of this chapter)