We agreed to seek enlightenment together, but how did you end up seeking enlightenment for my mother

From the moment he entered this dark realm, Xu Zhou had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Here, he was unable to perceive the real world, but the mysterious energy within his body was being continuously depleted. In addition, the enemy in the shadows had not yet shown up. With several pieces of information intertwined, he vaguely guessed the function and purpose of this supernatural power.

"The challenge only lasts 12 hours. If I just sit here and wait for my supernatural powers to wear off, I'll probably miss the best time to explore, and I might even miss the most important dinner."

"But if I recklessly use mystical energy in order to forcibly break through the domain, I will inevitably be at a disadvantage if there are more dangerous battles later. It would be like trapping myself in a cocoon."

Xu Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "That bald guy took advantage of my lack of experience and deliberately used tricks I don't understand to disgust people... He really is a cunning old fox."

Wu Lulu had only briefly mentioned domain-type supernatural abilities before.

The simplest and most direct way to counter it is to use the same type of ability to fight back, but he naturally doesn't have that method, so he can only try to break it from the inside.

The iron golem was a purely physical attack, and the same applied to the hair of the mantra. Xu Zhou quickly reviewed his trump cards in his mind, but for a moment he really couldn't think of a way to escape.

But inspiration always comes at the right time.

[Inspiration: You suddenly recall a famous quote: When you gaze intently into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.]

In that instant, Xu Zhou had a sudden inspiration.

At the same time.

In a corner deep within the dark realm, a jet-black eyeball floats, silently watching Xu Zhou not far away.

This is another reconnaissance artifact belonging to Fan Jia from another squad. It allows for long-distance synchronized vision, and the domain magic that trapped Xu Zhou was also his creation.

The combination of the two is invincible and a perfect match.

Although there is no distance limit to his field of view, he needs to lock onto the target at all times, and the distance between the terminal's field of view and the target must not exceed ten meters.

That's why, after making a deal with Chi Feng, he placed the relics in the room in advance, waiting for Xu Zhou to walk into his trap.

In the darkness, a slender figure, draped in a black robe and deep in thought with arms crossed, was clearly reflected in his right eye through the gaze of the relics, traversing space.

Seeing that Xu Zhou hadn't made a move for a long time, Fan Jia sneered inwardly.

Just when he thought the other party would be helpless, Xu Zhou suddenly took out the golden thread, tied the sharp short knife to the end, and began to swing it around.

"Is this someone who doesn't believe in superstition and wants to try their luck?"

Fan Jia sneered. This domain space has no boundaries and no physical form. As long as his informants are not destroyed, it is absolutely impossible to break through.

But he soon stopped laughing.

The golden thread seemed to be controllable by thought, and with Xu Zhou's technique, it could even defy the laws of physics and rotate around a bend.

This leads to a situation where what was originally a very clumsy method, with its exaggerated efficiency, actually has the potential to ruin the eyeliner by sheer luck.

Fortunately, the relic itself can be moved, albeit slowly.

"Hehe, in this dark environment, even if I stuck the keepsake to your face, you probably wouldn't be able to see it."

"If you can fool me about the relic I've been investigating, I'll eat it right now!"

With this plan in mind, Fan Jia immediately remotely controlled his spies, using the cover of darkness to move towards the blind spot swept by the golden thread.

Just as the eyeliner began to move, Xu Zhou suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze instantly locking onto the area.

"What the hell!?"

Fan Jia was startled and instinctively stopped what he was doing.

Xu Zhou frowned slightly, flicked his wrist, and the trajectory of the rope blade changed, sweeping it in this direction.

"Just a coincidence?"

Unwilling to believe it, Fan Jia gritted his teeth and tried to move his eyeliner again. But the moment he moved it, Xu Zhou's gaze locked onto him sharply once more.

"This kid! He has such keen senses!"

Fan Jia was absolutely certain that eyeliner was impossible to see with the naked eye in the dark.

This can only mean that the young man in front of us has an intuition far beyond that of ordinary people; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to accurately detect the movement of the relics twice in a row.

In fact, Xu Zhou really couldn't see it.

But within his mind, his innate talent was constantly providing vague hints.

It was as if he was born to be a relic hunter. Whenever a relic in the darkness showed unusual activity, a hazy trajectory would appear in his mind. Even if it was behind him, he could roughly sense the location and even roughly grasp the distance.

Based on those two vague sensations, Xu Zhou gradually pinpointed the location of the "Eye of the Abyss" in the darkness. He was certain that he had found the key to breaking the deadlock, and the frequency of his rope blade danced faster and faster.

As the blade sliced ​​across more and more areas, the relic in the darkness finally couldn't sit still any longer and began its third movement.

This time, Xu Zhou, who was prepared, suddenly pulled back the strands of Zhenyan's hair. The golden threads wrapped around his shoulders, and with the force of his waist and arms, they shot forward like a long-awaited dart.

click!

"middle!"

Xu Zhou's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, the golden thread spun in the air, binding the invisible object tightly. Judging from the shape of the thread, it seemed to be a sphere.

Unfortunately, the expected refining prompt did not appear. The relic itself was extremely fragile, and it quickly disintegrated after being hit by the dagger, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

The darkness receded like the tide, and the view of the small room returned to normal.

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Meanwhile, deep within the mansion.

Fan Jia's right eye suddenly burst open, and a spurt of blood shot out from his eye socket, splattering all over Fan Yi's face opposite him.

Fan Yi was stunned. Without bothering to wipe the blood off his face, he suddenly stood up and supported Fan Jia's swaying body.

"Big brother?!"

"It's okay... I'm fine."

He raised his hand in a gesture, and a surge of anger suddenly rose in his chest, causing Fan Jia to open his mouth and curse.

"Damn it, Chifeng, you dare to mess with me!"

"Brother! What happened?" Fan Yi asked urgently.

Fan Jia took a few heavy breaths, receiving treatment from his companions while cursing angrily.

"Damn it, Chifeng, this is what you call a newbie? What kind of newbie is this good?"

"Brother, let's go kill that bald priest!" Fan Yi's eyes widened.

"No, first check if you still have what he gave you, and whether it's still usable."

Upon hearing this, Fan Yi quickly tore open his shirt, revealing a dark green scale armor worn close to his skin. This was the armor that Chi Feng had previously made using materials from the regional overlord.

Without saying a word, Fan Yi pulled out a dagger and stabbed himself in the shoulder.

呲!

The moment the blade made contact with the scales, a piercing scraping sound was heard, but the dagger did not pierce the armor. Instead, it drifted to one side along the texture, leaving only a shallow scratch on the surface.

"Brother, the item is correct, it shouldn't be a fake." Fan Yi looked up.

Fan Jia clenched and unclenched his fist repeatedly, his single remaining eye fixed on the scale armor. His gaze flickered for a long time before he finally let out a heavy sigh.

"Damn it, we've lost a fortune... This time we really tried to be penny-wise and pound-foolish!"

"Brother, what exactly happened?" Fan Yi couldn't help but ask again.

Fan Jia closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, then recounted everything that had happened.

Upon hearing this, Fan Yi's face instantly turned bright red, and he slapped his thigh in anger.

"That bald bastard was definitely plotting against us! Brother, let's go kill him right now!"

"Can't you fucking stop killing all the time? Can't you use your brain for once?!"

As he spoke, Fan Jia suddenly punched the other man on the head, his teeth chattering with rage.

Fan Yi was punched, and only then did he shrink back and become obedient, but his mouth remained stubborn, and he muttered softly.

"You actually used your brain, but you still got scammed..."

"Your mom—!"