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Chapter 306 [Moral blackmail? Ineffective against me!]

Chapter 300 [Moral blackmail? Ineffective against me!]

Chen Yan sat in the pool, having already returned to human form.

Beneath him was the bottom of a pool of water that had been drained, filled with soft, mushy mud.

The original pool has turned into puddles and puddles, and the surging waves have scattered in all directions, washing away the surrounding forests and making them look crooked.

Chen Yan sat on the mud, breathing slightly, and looked up at his surroundings.

This is a mirror world!

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While being chased by the masked man, Chen Yan had already devised a plan to escape.

There's no way I can win in a fight. My cultivation level is only at the third realm, and I'm completely powerless against my opponent, who is clearly at least at the Celestial Realm.

Fighting a fourth-realm cultivator from the third realm is tantamount to suicide, like an egg hitting a rock—this is common knowledge among cultivators in the realms.

Above the Celestial Realm is the extraordinary level. Even if there is only one small realm difference between the third and fourth realms, there is actually a huge gap between them!

This common sense was finally broken after the appearance of the Ghost Clan. The Ghost Clan's cultivation method allows those at the third realm to fight against those at the fourth realm, and can cross that chasm—this is the fundamental reason why many sects, aristocratic families, and powerful clans in the realm value the Ghost Clan's cultivation method so much.

Since we can't win, we have no choice but to run away.

It's a joke for a cultivator at the third realm to think they can escape the pursuit of an opponent at the Celestial Realm or above by relying on their true abilities.

However, Chen Yan had at least two ways to ensure his escape.

Mirror world.

OR
Back to the real world.

Faced with the choice between the two, Chen Yan chose the Mirror World without hesitation.

Back in the real world, he possessed a passage that allowed him to freely enter and exit the realms. This was his greatest secret, the very foundation of his life. As long as he hadn't reached a dead end, he would never reveal it to anyone.

Although the process of crossing in and out of the realm might just be performing a magic trick of "suddenly disappearing in front of people" to bring someone back to life.

But what if, during a journey through time, a cultivator at the Celestial Realm or higher senses some strange power? What if they discover something crucial?
Chen Yan dared not take the risk.

In contrast, the mirror world is not so important.

Therefore, Chen Yan's relentless escape just now was actually an attempt to gain a chance to catch his breath.

Even a brief respite of just two or three seconds would allow him to free up the time to cast the spell to enter the mirror world.

Moreover, and most importantly, we need to find something that can produce a "mirror"!
This pool is the best spot.

Where there is water, there is a mirror-like surface reflecting the water.

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Chen Yan sat in the mud, his breathing gradually calming down, but the crisis was not yet completely over.

This is deep in the mountains!
This pool of water has been destroyed. To the Mirror World, it is like a large mirror that has been shattered into many pieces of varying sizes.

Chen Yan sat in the mud, not in a hurry to get up.

Because... the area around him, near the pool, was still safe. But further away, in the area that was originally a forest, lacked a mirror (after all, trees and rocks don't reflect light), so everything further away was just a black void!

Chen Yan dared not enter that black void; if he did, he would be swallowed up and die!

After catching his breath, Chen Yan rolled over and lay face down in the mud, looking into a small puddle beneath him...

Through the mirror, Chen Yan saw the "outside" world. In mid-air above the mud pit, the figure of the wooden masked man floated there, seemingly restless, wandering back and forth, yet unwilling to give up or leave.

Chen Yan's expression was solemn.

This guy doesn't seem to be giving up easily.

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The wooden-masked man certainly wouldn't give up easily.

Based on his own cultivation level, he was certain of one thing: the guy who could transform into a rabbit and escape was only at the third realm!

Even a cultivator at the third realm, despite possessing a remarkable swordsmanship and a transformation technique that even he himself admires…

However, after jumping into the pool, one can use a spell to conceal their presence, making it impossible for even a dignified Celestial Realm expert to find them.

That's absolutely impossible!
A chasm is a chasm!

The difference isn't just a small level, it's actually a whole level!

The two sides' spiritual senses are not on the same level. Given the coverage and sensitivity of one's own spiritual sense, it is impossible for the other party to suddenly disappear right under one's nose!
Such a low-level illusion as jumping into the pool is completely transparent to the divine sense of a cultivator like myself at the Celestial Realm!
But ironically, the masked man clearly remembered that when this guy jumped into the pool, he had initially just been inwardly mocking the other's clumsy plan...

But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, even though his divine sense had clearly locked onto the other party, the moment he entered the water, the guy really disappeared!
It vanished under the control of my divine sense!

The spell to conceal one's presence is generally just an illusion, capable of evading one's five senses.

Concealment spells that can evade divine sense are rare, but at least some are circulating in the realm, and the wooden-masked man himself knows two or three.

However, if one can still evade the opponent's divine sense even when there is a significant difference in cultivation level—a concealment spell that can achieve this level of concealment is no longer a spell, but a divine art.

impossible!

This is counterintuitive!

and so……

The man in the wooden mask wondered to himself what method the other party had used.
A kind of teleportation-like technique?

It's not like that. Even if someone activates some kind of teleportation technique and instantly moves away while locked in by my own divine sense, they still can't escape my divine sense's perception. I can always find traces and continue to chase after them.

But the current situation is that the other party has simply disappeared on the spot.

They vanished without a trace.

For a moment, even the wooden-masked man felt a surge of excitement!
Find this guy, grab him! Then, force him to reveal this amazing spell!

Thinking of this, the wooden-masked man took a deep breath, his vital energy surging in his chest, and released his voice.

"You can't run away!"

His sharp tone carried a voice that spanned hundreds of meters, its sound waves even possessing a power to erode the soul.

"I know you didn't run away, you're still here. Even if your concealment spell is strange, it can only hide you in place! The traces of a third-realm cultivator cannot escape my divine sense!"

Only the voice of the wooden masked man could be heard in the air; there was no response.

His tone gradually became complicated. After taking a deep breath, he said coldly, "If you come out on your own now, I can promise that I won't make things too difficult for you."

I can even spare your life, as long as you come back with me and obediently remain imprisoned for a year. Once this matter is resolved and you don't ruin my grand plan, I can set you free.

I can even grant you a chance!
"If you hand over your interesting stealth spell, I might even give you some more benefits!"

His voice echoed through the mountains and forests, but there was no response for a long time.

The wooden-masked man was still floating above the pool when suddenly he raised his hand and pointed at a corner of the distant forest!
A condensed beam of light shot out, and immediately, a mournful cry rang out. An unknown small beast leaped out of the bushes, its body struck by the light mid-air, instantly shattering into pieces and falling to the ground as a mass of flesh and blood!

The wooden-masked man sneered, "You can't escape. I have plenty of patience. I'll stay here and guard you until you leave a trace! Let me guess... your concealment spell should only keep you stationary, right?"

"If you move even the slightest bit, you will not escape my divine sense!"

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Chen Yan sat in the mirror world, watching the wooden masked man's figure float "outside." He couldn't actually hear what the man was saying—he was separated by a world and couldn't hear the sounds from the outside.

However, Chen Yan roughly guessed that since this guy refused to leave and kept wandering back and forth, he definitely wouldn't give up.

Not surprising...

These people did such a big, secretive thing.

The crashed airship, the Guan family members of the Northern Frontier who were slaughtered...

They even framed the demon race!

But since he and Yun Zhao saw through all of this and witnessed it on the spot, this person would never give up on silencing them!
To do something so significant, there must be a major scheme or conspiracy at play. As for whether this guy would let him go—Chen Yan didn't even entertain the thought for a second.

To conceal his secrets, he even killed his own subordinate, Boss Xue, on the spot without hesitation.

With such ruthless and vicious methods, even if he stood in front of Chen Yan now and said he would let him go, Chen Yan wouldn't believe a word of it.

The only problem is that Yun Zhao, that rich second-generation, was arrested by him.

Chen Yan was unaware of the wooden-masked man's mistaken assumption about his "concealment magic".

What kind of spell can only be cast while remaining in place...?

This guess is, of course, wrong.

Unfortunately, the result turned out to be correct for this guy.

Because at this moment, Chen Yan was indeed unable to leave the pool that had been mostly drained of water—or rather, it had become a mud pit.

Because only here is there a small amount of residual water, creating a mirror-like surface.

Further away, the surrounding area is all mountains and forests, with no water and no mirror-like surface.

In the mirror world, there is only the dark void!
From this perspective, Chen Yan was indeed trapped in this pool of water.

But then let's just wait it out!
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After watching for a while, Chen Yan realized that the man in the wooden mask was unwilling to leave, so he simply left him alone for the time being.

Chen Yan took out his storage jade pendant, retrieved food and water, and ate and drank some.

After resting for a while, Chen Yan's expression suddenly changed!
He suddenly leaned over the puddle again and looked out...

The wooden masked man outside has made a new move!
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"Kid, if you don't come out, I'll have to resort to some drastic measures. If you suffer, it's your own fault!"

After a warning laced with veiled threat, the wooden-masked man suddenly opened his arms.

Soon, flames appeared in his hands!

Then, the flames split into more than ten tongues of fire, which surged out from his hands and fell from mid-air, instantly engulfing the surrounding area!
This guy actually set it on fire!

He probably concluded that his opponent's concealment spell prevented them from escaping, meaning they must still be nearby. Even if he couldn't find them, he could force them to move...

So, they set it on fire!
A large fire, covering an area, can force the enemy to move or flee.

As long as the other party makes a move, they cannot escape my divine sense!

·
Chen Yan could see the outside world, where raging flames rolled and spread everywhere. Although he couldn't feel the intense heat, but...

What made Chen Yan's heart sink suddenly was...

This guy stumbled upon something unexpected, and this move has actually become a threat to himself!

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Outside, flames were boiling and heat waves were rolling. Soon, the flames would evaporate the water in the puddles that remained in the pool!
As the moisture decreases, some small puddles begin to dry up, while only a few larger puddles with slightly more water can hold out for a little longer.

The reduction of puddles is equivalent to the reduction of mirror surfaces!
The reduction of mirrors...

Then the space in the mirror world begins to compress!

As the small puddles evaporated and disappeared, more and more dark voids began to appear around Chen Yan in the mirror world!

These patches of black void appeared as if they had cut the mirror world into pieces!

Fortunately, this guy set the fire just to see if he could force Chen Yan out.

After setting the fire for a while and seeing no reaction, he flicked his sleeve, and all the flames on the ground were swept back and flew into his sleeve. Soon, the flames in the forest disappeared completely.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

After the fire was set, the water in many places dried up. Fortunately, there were still three or four puddles without any water left. However, in the mirror world, only three or four areas remained, and the rest seemed to have been filled with dark void.

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"Aren't you coming out yet? You've really got some tricks up your sleeve! But the more you act like this, the less likely I am to let you off the hook!"

The wooden-masked man sneered.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then suddenly flicked his sleeve!
A gust of wind flew out from his sleeve, carrying a figure that tumbled into the mud and quickly transformed into human form.

When he stood up, covered in mud, Yun Zhao couldn't help but groan in pain.

The wooden-masked man floated up to Yun Zhao and gently pointed at him. Yun Zhao stiffened and floated up, his face flushed and his body trembling slightly, as if he were struggling.

The wooden-masked man's eyes darted around as he shouted, "Aren't you coming out? Then you'll have to watch me tear your companion to pieces!"

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and a short knife appeared in his palm!
Without hesitation, the masked man raised his knife and stabbed it into Yun Zhao's shoulder!
Yun Zhao let out a miserable scream, his voice trembling, but he stared intently at the wooden masked man, and then suddenly opened his mouth and cursed loudly.

He cursed loudly, and many of his curses were not in the common human language of the realm. Even though Chen Yan was there, he couldn't understand them.

However, the wooden-masked man understood. After hearing the curses, he was not angry, but coldly said, "I know who you are. You are a member of the Yun family of the Black Feather Skylark tribe in the Northern Frontier."

As he spoke, his tone seemed strange, and he sneered, "If it were any other matter, I might have let the Yun family off the hook because of your clan's ancestor."

But this time you've stumbled upon one of my most important plans, so I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you."

After saying that, he waved his hand and stabbed Yun Zhao with the knife again, the blade even piercing through Yun Zhao!

Yun Zhao screamed in agony, but his curses continued unabated—it was no wonder that the demon race had such good talent, their physical abilities far surpassing those of the human race.

If a human had been struck by those two blows, they probably wouldn't have been able to utter a curse. Although Yun Zhao was trembling all over from the pain, his curses were still full of energy.

“Young man from the Yun family, if you don’t want to suffer, then help me persuade your companions to come out early so they can suffer less physical pain.”

"I promise you, as long as your companion is released, I won't kill either of you. I'll just take you back and lock you up for a year or two. Once my big plan is over and you can no longer interfere with my scheme, I'll release you. How about it?"

Yun Zhao, panting, with blood gushing from two bloody holes in his body, raised his eyelids upon hearing this, his face contorted, but he gritted his teeth and sneered, "Let us go? Do you think I'm stupid?"

After saying that, he suddenly took a deep breath and shouted, "Don't come out! This bastard is trying to trick us!!"

The wooden-masked man sighed, not stopping Yun Zhao, but letting him finish shouting before shaking his head and saying coldly, "Fine, since you don't appreciate it, then die!"

With that, he raised his hand, the blade pressed against Yun Zhao's throat, and said with a sinister grin, "Hey kid, if you don't come out soon, your companion is really going to die!!"

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In the mirror world, Chen Yan looked at the scene of the "outside" world with a calm and indifferent expression.

Is this moral blackmail?
Well, I'm sorry, but this kind of trick is most ineffective against myself.

Don't think this is just to scare him. Even if this wooden masked man really killed Yun Zhao, Chen Yan wouldn't go out!

He's not that stupid, nor is he that saintly.

If Lu Sisi were the hostage used to threaten him, Chen Yan might really get angry and rush out in a moment of madness.

But... what about Yun Zhao...?

To put it bluntly, their relationship is only "okay." They got along well after meeting in the City of No Return, and currently they are somewhere in between being acquaintances and friends.

Their relationship wasn't close enough for Chen Yan to be willing to risk his life for him.

Moreover, Chen Yan had a judgment in his mind...

At this moment, the masked man pulled Yun Zhao out of his sleeve—this was a foolish move!
Yun Zhao has protectors by his side!

Old Liang just got lost, he's not dead!

A young master like Yun Zhao, who holds a high position in a tribe, must possess the means to summon a protector in an emergency!

When they were being pursued, Yun Zhao had probably already taken action.

The wooden-masked man has been lingering here for so long...

Old Liang is probably on his way!

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Sure enough, at that very moment, suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky!

A huge bird, as large as a falcon, descended from the sky!

The sharp claws flashed with a keen light, aiming straight for the head of the wooden-masked man!
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(End of this chapter)