My Way

Chapter 872 [The Ultimate Technique of the Golden City of Illusions - A Thousand Autumns of Fleeting Life and Illusory Light] (Part Two)
"..."

It was a street that wasn't particularly bustling.

Although there are quite a few vehicles on the street.

However, these are all relatively old and inexpensive models.

The shops on both sides of the road are mostly quite old and dilapidated, constantly exuding a sense of decay.

Especially the doors and frames of some stores.

It even has a rather greasy look.

It's completely baffling whether those marks were actually caused by car exhaust fumes...

hmm~
It's filled with a sense of history.
This is in conjunction with the cheap cement road that, while still maintaining its basic function and overall shape, is now riddled with cracks and potholes of all sizes.

This place has the feel of a dilapidated town from the 1990s.

After standing still and looking around.

Faced with these incredibly familiar scenes.

Ling Wuyuan's gaze quickly fell on a young figure carrying an old snakeskin bag, with his back to a large red iron gate covered in rust.

Looking at that figure, his expression was...

His expression was calm, yet it also contained a hint of unease.

A hint of nostalgia immediately welled up in Ling Wuyuan's heart...

Even him.

We've all experienced confusion and self-doubt.

Although it wasn't a pleasant feeling, it was indeed one of the things he had experienced.

And it was only after successfully navigating those stages that he became even stronger.

"I remember I was waiting for the bus at the gate of the orphanage... I only had a little over a hundred yuan on me."

"Although it wasn't a lot of money, after buying the train ticket, they still left me with a few dozen yuan, enough to sleep on the streets instead of going hungry."

'The only problem was that I almost got locked up in a shelter because I didn't have a temporary residence permit. Luckily, I'm quite agile and can run very fast, so disaster always managed to catch me off guard...'

The more I think about it...

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that his previous life wasn't actually that bad, at least it was much better than being a beggar in Blackrock City.

of course.

Even during the years I was a beggar.

That's how things are.

Due to the experience of many previous lives.

Even if he were a beggar, he would only go hungry twice a day.

hmm~
At least we won't starve to death.

Therefore, he felt that the problem was not too big; at most, he was just getting thinner and thinner.

As he gradually learned the local language, his life naturally improved, eventually progressing from going hungry once a day to having three meals a day.

For a while.

Looking at the figure waiting for the bus ahead, Ling Wuyuan pondered with some doubt:
So... what's next?

'I can't exactly say this is my inner demon, can I?'

'What kind of inner demon is this?'

That was a rather puzzling feeling.

He couldn't understand how the little thing in front of him could be considered a flaw in his soul.

Feel……

It would be better to just let him recall the feeling of being torn to pieces in the time tunnel when his physical body transmigrated.
At the very least, at that time, he was genuinely on the verge of losing control.

The feeling of being torn apart by the power of time and space, from body to soul, and then, just when he was about to completely vanish, his body and soul would be pieced together again like a toy, endlessly repeating the cycle of destruction and reconstruction, truly gave him many unique experiences... even to this day.

He felt that his past experiences had indeed benefited him greatly.

If I hadn't experienced what a difficult life problem was like in the time tunnel, and thus figured out many things...

Think about it.

When he was a beggar, he must have encountered all sorts of things that caused him great distress.

After experiencing such a difficult life, he suddenly felt that being a beggar wasn't so bad after all.

Being poorly clothed, going hungry twice a day, and nearly being beaten to death by other beggars multiple times... were all trivial matters that didn't even make him frown.

If in his first life he experienced the life of a beast of burden.

So, inside the time-space tunnel, he experienced what the Avici Hell is like.

In comparison.

When I was a beggar.

That kind of life, which is worse than that of cattle and horses, is truly heartwarming and can be described as a vacation-like life experience.

So, at this moment, looking at the various illusions around him, while he reminisced, he was still somewhat disappointed.

isn't it?
That’s it?
Where is the inner demon?
How about just one?

Finally, as the figure arrived at the bus, Ling Wuyuan, who had been waiting for a long time but had not seen anything special, let out a slow sigh of disappointment.

It was an unspoken disappointment.

The next moment.

As he thought about it.

The surrounding scenery suddenly began to shatter all at once...
-
Because the various hallucinations occurred in Ling Wuyuan's mind.

Moreover, the flow of time within it is mainly limited by Ling Wuyuan and Gao Xinrong.

Therefore, even though Ling Wuyuan had been inside for several hours.

That period of time is just a fleeting moment to the outside world.

According to Gao Xinrong and the onlookers.

After Ling Wuyuan deliberately dispersed his protective true energy to withstand the [Thousand Autumns Fleeting Illusionary Light], the biggest change in his eyes was after being hit.

For a fleeting moment, his usually icy gaze faltered.

But it was only a fleeting moment.

Soon, Ling Wuyuan's gaze regained its clarity and became utterly indifferent once more.

It was also at the same time.

Gao Xinrong clearly realized that the [Eternal Floating Life Illusionary Light] he released was as fragile as paper, easily torn apart by some force without any resistance...

fast.

He didn't even have time to react—[The Floating Light of a Thousand Autumns is under attack] → [I need to maintain the Floating Light of a Thousand Autumns] → [I am channeling more power to maintain the Floating Light of a Thousand Autumns].

After he realized that Ling Wuyuan, who was trapped in the "Illusory Light of a Thousand Autumns," was trying to violently break free from the illusion.

Gao Xinrong's thoughts were still stuck in the first stage. Before he could even make the judgment that "I need to maintain the Thousand Autumns Floating Life Illusion," the power of "Thousand Autumns Floating Life Illusion" had already been forcibly shattered by Ling Wuyuan.

Facing this circumstances.

To be honest, Gao Xinrong felt like her worldview had been shattered once again...

If it doesn't work, then so be it.

He couldn't understand why his fully unleashed and successfully activated [Eternal Floating Life Illusion] was so easily and forcefully shattered by his opponent.

It's like when a formation master uses all his knowledge to set up a super formation barrier, it's easily shattered by a casually wandering peer, like popping a bubble.

There wasn't even a tiny bit of way to slow the other person down...

Heartbroken!!
I'm so heartbroken!!
Dude... at least show some respect for my hard work!
(End of this chapter)