Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 531 Clash of Images
Imagery space?

Li Xiangming stopped in his tracks, his expression grim.

Only then did he realize that it wasn't that the Thousand Faces of Sorrowful Flame was incredibly fast, but rather that the other party had pulled him into an imagery.

In this fiery tunnel, all his struggles were in vain, unless he could defeat the Thousand Faces of Sorrowful Flame head-on.

However, the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame possesses unique abilities, making cultivation seem meaningless in its presence.

After all, even the most powerful cultivator is still human, and as long as one is human, one cannot avoid being swayed by emotions.

When the Thousand Faces of Sorrowful Flame imposes all the sorrow it has plundered upon one person, how resolute must that person's heart be to remain calm and unmoved?

No wonder True Lord Ziyin didn't set up any traps or mechanisms in his cave. With this ball of spiritual fire, it would be enough to protect him for thousands of years.

The white flames on the wall continued to spread, and had already reached their feet.

Li Xiangming's previously calmed emotions were once again overwhelmed by a deep sense of grief.

He anxiously looked at the small water droplet in his palm. Although he knew that his magic power could not activate the Enlightenment Spring, he still kept trying.

As if sensing something, the Enlightenment Spring gently rolled and transformed into a clear pool, like a beaded curtain falling, splashing ripples on the ground.

In an instant, the fiery tunnel transformed into a vast expanse of water.

Standing on the water, Li Xiangming felt a surge of joy—this was the imagery space of the Enlightenment Spring!

Here, the power of the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame will be greatly suppressed.
Before the thought had even finished, a cluster of pale white flames suddenly erupted from the water's surface.

Li Xiangming instinctively retreated, but the flames, like a persistent carbuncle, raged with the wind and quickly occupied a large area of ​​water.

The woman emerged gracefully from the flames, gently shaking her head: "Don't waste your efforts. Although I have been dormant for ten thousand years and my strength has greatly diminished, I am still not someone that a drop of unrefined spiritual water can contend with."

Li Xiangming gritted his teeth and looked around.

However, the true form of the Enlightenment Spring has long since disappeared!
Although this rare drop of spiritual water was close to him, that was all. He didn't know what it was thinking, nor how to control it. He could only passively follow the will of the spiritual spring itself.

The feeling of being given a glimmer of hope and then having it taken away was agonizing.

In his despair, Li Xiangming's heart pounded wildly.

The muffled, drum-like sound even carried to the outside world, causing bubbles to rise to the surface of the water.

Bubbles steamed and burst under the scorching white flames, filling the entire body of water with smoke, like boiling soup.

The woman abruptly stopped in her tracks, looking down in surprise. She saw that the once clear water had turned into a deep abyss, and the iron railings could be vaguely reflected in the water.

"It's the evil Green Robe!"

A chill ran down Li Xiangming's spine; he was all too familiar with this suffocating sense of oppression.

Sure enough, in less than two breaths, countless vengeful spirits pressed down like dark clouds, covering the entire sky. All sorts of screams, wails, and strange laughter surged forth, as if it were a hellish inferno.

The evil green-robed figure moved without warning.

Its reaction was even stronger than when the Green Cloud Fairy possessed its body.

Li Xiangming felt a chill run down his spine.

Just as he was at a loss for what to do, the woman reacted first. She soared into the sky, her body enveloped in boundless white flames, and her tone revealed unprecedented surprise: "So many souls, could it be that my opportunity has arrived?"

"Black Cloud" naturally noticed this scene and immediately stretched out two black arms, every inch of its skin filled with twisted, bloodthirsty ghosts.

The woman became even more excited. The white flames, like a fierce bird facing death, collided violently with the ghost, and then quickly spread, completely engulfing the two black arms.

However, the spirits were extremely tenacious, transforming into black smoke and white flames that intertwined.

For a moment, the sky was half black and half white, blending together in a breathtaking display.

Li Xiangming stared intently at the scene before him, hoping that the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame could devour the Yin Soul within the Evil Green Robe and completely eliminate the threat to him; he also hoped that the Evil Green Robe would defeat the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame in one fell swoop and save him from his predicament. But then he thought again, and he also hoped that both sides would suffer heavy losses.

After all, no matter which side wins, it will be indisputably bad news for him.

After a long while, the battle in the sky finally came to an end.

The Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame deliberately distanced itself and fell into the water. The woman's face darkened slightly, and she spat, "It's all the smell of fear, it's disgusting."

Has the evil green-robed figure gained the upper hand?

Li Xiangming was somewhat surprised and doubtful. He had thought that the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame could devour souls and was naturally able to restrain the evil Green Robe.

It now seems that only the souls of the living are favored by the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame.

The evil spirits inside the green robe were clearly not born naturally. Consuming such souls would not only bring no benefit to the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame, but would also require it to exert effort to dispel the fear and despair.

This is not good!

While the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame is a formidable threat, the Evil Green Robe is no pushover either.

Li Xiangming had only a few thoughts flash through his mind when countless evil spirits poured down like a torrential rain. The bone-chilling cold and sense of powerlessness almost swallowed him up.

At the critical moment, ripples appeared again beneath Li Xiangming's feet.

Several streams of azure water rose instantly, weaving into a spherical water curtain around him. The ghosts rushed forward, crashing against the water shield, but their efforts were like ants trying to shake a tree—utterly futile.

As the water shield burst forth with dazzling light, the army of ghosts finally collapsed and returned to the sky.

Li Xiangming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still feeling lingering fear.

Ok!

The Enlightenment Spring did not choose to abandon him!
He looked around. Now, the surface of the water was filled with thousands of sorrowful flames, the sky was filled with an army of billions of ghosts, and the place where he was was firmly protected by the water shield.

Both spiritual water and spiritual fire are rare occurrences, born from the essence of heaven and earth, and are a once-in-a-century event.

The simultaneous appearance of the two is nothing short of miraculous.

But at this moment, the Enlightenment Spring, the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame, and the Evil Green Robe not only simultaneously released their imagery spaces, but also confronted each other head-on. Even with the vast collection of strange and wondrous tales in the cultivation world, such a situation is unheard of.
Before Li Xiangming could think it through, the evil green-robed man had already launched a new offensive.

Having suppressed its desires for so long, it harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Enlightenment Spring.

Of course, it showed no mercy to the Thousand-Faced Sorrowful Flame. Layers of dark clouds pressed down madly, as if the end of the world had arrived, intending to crush these two spiritual forces in one fell swoop!
The woman in white flames immediately snorted, her pale flames scorching the sky and boiling the sea in retaliation, while also trying to expel the Enlightenment Spring from the imagery space; the Enlightenment Spring, in turn, instantly expanded, its azure water curtain soaring into the sky like an inverted Milky Way, showing no sign of weakness.

The entire space was divided into black, white, and blue. Li Xiangming stood alone on the raging waves, as insignificant as a mustard seed in the face of this earth-shattering power.
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"Waaah~"

At the entrance of the cave, the spotted little fox paced back and forth anxiously, sometimes raising its head and howling, sometimes lowering its head and whimpering.

However, the long passageway was completely silent, without any response.

After hesitating for a long time, the little fox cautiously extended its front paw. The moment it touched the stone threshold, it recoiled as if struck by lightning, and ran frantically for dozens of feet before stopping, its little face full of fear.

But it still wouldn't leave, just pacing anxiously in the vicinity.

After a long while, the spotted little fox finally made up its mind and returned to the door.

This time, its eyes were still filled with awe, but its expression was more composed. The little fox paw finally crossed the forbidden threshold steadily.

The warm light in the tunnel seemed to make it very comfortable, and its fur, which was originally pressed tightly against the ground, became fluffy.

It curiously surveyed everything around it, yet it didn't forget its purpose, gradually disappearing into the distance through the passageway.

After a long while, it subconsciously stopped, its long, narrow vertical pupils looking somewhat dazed.

(End of this chapter)