Xuanxia

Chapter 217 Another illusion
"Alas, it's another illusion."

Fu Qingzhou sighed helplessly.

After his eyes went dark, the surrounding scene immediately changed, and he came to a purgatory wasteland with blazing flames and shattering stars.

Without even thinking about it, he knew he had been tricked again.

It's funny to say that since he came down the mountain, in just a few months, he has already fallen into many illusions... Recognizing illusions is as natural as breathing.

But there was no way. Among the magic spells practiced in the Fanyin Temple, the most powerful one was illusion. It was expected that Yuanwu would do this before his death.

"and then?"

He looked around and said, "Just dragging me in, is that all?"

There are no living creatures, let alone people, in this wasteland. Does Yuanwu want to trap himself and die here?
Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou suddenly had a bad feeling.

Judging from Yuanwu's previous condition, the smoker had already eroded his soul and was probably taking over his body bit by bit. Casting this illusion was probably the last spell Yuanwu could use before his death.

A spell, someone casts it, but no one receives it...

If the smoker succeeds in taking over another's body, will it pull itself out?

Fu Qingzhou soon got the answer - no.

Even though the two of them are cooperating well now, they are actually always opponents who use dirty tricks on each other. If the Smoker didn't want to use me to find a body to take over and didn't trust others, he would never have come to my rescue several times.

I am the same. I have no trust in this smoker. This old guy was probably a murderer who was even more terrifying than Long Dabei. In my heart, I will kill him sooner or later.

As long as he is done, the smoker will dance with joy. Of course, he may also shed a few hypocritical crocodile tears, and then he will live his life to the fullest.

Save yourself?
Well, that guy is being very loyal if he doesn't kill Hua Wuying, Wu Changfeng and the others.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou's brows darkened slightly.

You must find a way to break out of the illusion.

Thinking of how he used the Qi Ran Jue to break the illusion when facing Fa Yuan, he immediately activated the Qi Ran Jue throughout his body.

...A few breaths passed, and there was no response.

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank slightly. It was not that he had no reaction, but that he could not sense Qi Ran Jue at all!

He tried Yiran Jue again, but there was still no response.

In other words, what he felt at this moment was just a fake body, and he couldn't bring in any of his real-life skills or cultivation!

"It's a bit troublesome..."

He murmured, "The illusions of the Cave Heaven Realm are indeed extraordinary."

Before, whether it was Fayuan's illusion or the dream that Qi Ran Jue pulled him into, he could use his own skills. However, when Yuan Wu tested him before, it was impossible for him to try to use his skills, so he had no idea there was such a problem.

Now it seems that the illusion of the Cave Heaven Realm is indeed much more advanced and has truly separated his spirit and body.

But this was even more troublesome, as it meant that Fu Qingzhou could not use his own skills to escape, and could only try to find a way to break through the illusion.

Fu Qingzhou thought about it and began to explore this purgatory.

Everything seemed the same here, and there was nothing special about it. He pondered for a moment, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it up...

The stone fell to the ground, and the slightly longer and sharper corner pointed in a certain direction.

"Okay, let's go this way."

Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly. He never expected that one day he would have to use such an unreliable method to find the way.

This purgatory is very large and empty. Apart from some stones on the ground, there is nothing else. There is no grass, no trees, no insects, no wild animals or humans, and not even the remains of any living creatures.

The flames rising into the sky in the distance brought a terrifying temperature, and the broken and shattered stars in the sky slowly floated and rotated, and everything seemed like a doomsday scene.

"Yuan Wu said before that he wanted me to fall into purgatory with him...but where is he? Why didn't I see him?"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although he knew that the sweat was fake, the feeling of being roasted in the hot air was very real. This real heat made him dizzy, his legs and feet weak, and he felt dehydrated.

No martial arts could be used here, and even the body was just that of an ordinary person. As he walked, the soles of his feet were burned by the hot ground and it was difficult to land. Every step he took was a burning pain.

His face, his hands, and all exposed skin began to turn red. His breathing became heavier and he walked slower and slower.

But the flames in the distance seemed to be still as far away, and the surrounding scene had not changed at all.

Fu Qingzhou is tired.

But he couldn't even find a place to sit down. The ground was hot, and his skin all over his body was burning and painful. If he sat down, it would probably be even more uncomfortable.

But he still didn't give up and wanted to look around for a suitable place to rest.

Just as I looked, I saw a stone.

Its shape is irregular, with one end slightly longer and more pointed, pointing into the distance.

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank.

"Are you trapped in a maze?"

He recognized that this was the stone he had just used to find his way.

Fu Qingzhou's breathing became heavier. He walked forward, picked up the hot stone and looked at it carefully - the small corners that had been broken off when the stone fell to the ground were exactly the same.

Is it because there are no obvious reference objects around, so I accidentally started to go in circles?

Or is there really a ghost wall set up in this illusion, with no way out at all?
"That's impossible. Yuan Wu was almost dead at that time. How could he perform such a complicated illusion?"

Fu Qingzhou wiped his eyes which were blurred by sweat and looked at the flames rising into the distance.

"The only reference here is the flame."

He murmured, "Go there."

This is the only way at the moment. When you are in an extremely quiet wilderness with nothing on it, even if the fire in the distance looks extremely dangerous, at least it is the only thing that is moving.

If something is moving, it means there are variables, or at least some possibility exists.

Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath, gathered up his almost exhausted strength, and set off again.

The feeling of being burned by the heat was getting stronger and stronger, but he could no longer tell whether it was because he was too close to the flames or if he was about to die.

The sweat has dried up, not even a drop of sweat can be found.

His lips were already cracked, and Fu Qingzhou licked the blood and drank it, which slightly relieved the dry pain in his throat.

But he walked for a long, long time, and the flame still seemed far away.

His mind was already somewhat fuzzy, and it was difficult for him to keep his body straight, and his steps became unsteady.

Fu Qingzhou stumbled, tripped over something and fell heavily to the ground.

This fall...actually made him a little more sober.

He struggled to his feet and saw the thing that had tripped him.

A stone, its shape is irregular, one end is slightly longer and more pointed, pointing to the distance.

Fu Qingzhou's pupils constricted.

Looking up, the flames in the distance were still burning fiercely, and the distance did not seem to be getting closer at all.

He lowered his head and laughed.

"What a desperate scene..."

Fu Qingzhou laughed hoarsely as he slowly got up and murmured, "In the past, I read novels saying that someone went crazy after encountering a ghost wall. I wondered how that was possible. Now it seems that this thing is really scary..."

He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and whispered, "Isn't it the ghost that built the ghost wall?"

(End of this chapter)