Becoming a Saint Seiya since the Age of Mythology

"I never really found the key point from beginning to end; it continues to hide in the illusion. All the points I considered suspicious were invalid!"

"Instead of going through all the trouble of slowly eliminating possibilities, it's much easier to destroy all the suspicious points at once!" Wu Xin made a new decision.

Checking each key point one by one is too troublesome; it's simpler to destroy all suspicious points.

Immediately, he gathered his inner cosmic power in his palm again, and a pale white flame rose up.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Ghostly Azure Flame"

Without hesitation, he immediately threw the flame in his palm forward.

Regardless of the type of illusion, it is ultimately a skill driven by the power of the cosmos.

As long as it is powered by the power of the microcosm, his Ghostly Azure Flame can completely incinerate it.

Based on this characteristic, he could use the properties of Ghostly Azure Flame to destroy all suspicious points, thereby destroying the entire illusion.

Zizizi!

The spark of Ghostly Azure Flame landed on the ground, but instead of bursting and spreading due to the illusion as Wu Xin had imagined, it simply burned quietly on the ground.

Moreover, it becomes weaker and weaker as its own energy is depleted.

Soon, it completely exhausted its energy and went out in front of Wuxin.

"This won't work either?" Wu Xin was a little confused this time.

Logically speaking, Gui Cangyan should have been able to break through this illusion after defeating all other techniques.

"What exactly went wrong?"

He frowned and began to analyze the situation quickly.

"The Ghostly Azure Flame's effects can't be wrong, so the only problem must be with this illusion!"

"Could it be that my Ghostly Azure Flame failed to truly touch the microcosmic energy that constitutes the illusion?"

If the Ghostly Azure Flame fails to reach the energy that constitutes the illusion, then it indeed cannot trigger the characteristic of diffusion and combustion.

"However, there is another possibility!"

"If my consciousness also falls completely into the illusion and is separated from my body, then the Ghostly Azure Flame I just unleashed was likely also an illusion created according to my will, and in reality I did not truly unleash the Ghostly Azure Flame at all!" Thinking of this, Wu Xin's expression became even more serious.

This might be the most terrifying one.

Because in this situation, whatever he does is likely to result in illusions that cater to his own desires, without him even realizing it.

"Now, let's test the extent of the illusion's influence on me!" Wu Xin said with a serious expression, taking out a silver coin from his person.

That was what he had left over after paying the fare to Karon when he crossed the Sanzu River.

"If even my consciousness and thoughts are affected, then the illusion here will create illusions to suit my ideas!"

"Then I'll bet my coin toss will result in a vertical line!"

As Wu Xin muttered to himself, he tossed the silver coin in the air.

Ding!

With a soft thud, the silver coin fell to the ground, but instead of standing upright as he had imagined, it fell face down.

"Thank goodness, the illusion's effects are limited!" Wu Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

This coin toss was his self-examination of the influence of illusion.

If the illusion affects his consciousness, then the result of tossing the coin will conform to his mental imagination; whatever result he wants, the illusion will create it.

For example, the most outrageous coin standing upright.

According to normal physical principles, a tossed coin cannot stand upright; it can only land heads or tails.

Only in an illusion, under such completely false conditions, could such an absurd result as the coin standing upright occur.

However, since the coin Wuxin tossed did not land upright, it can be confirmed that the illusion had a limited impact on him and did not change his perception and judgment.

"Combined with what the ghost messenger who led the way said, he only lost his way after entering and couldn't reach the end, but he was still able to return and leave in the end. This shows that the influence of the illusion here is still in a relatively shallow stage and should only affect the environment."

"So the reason why Ghost Azure Flame failed is because it couldn't truly come into contact with the energy that constitutes the illusion!" Wu Xin made an accurate judgment.

"So, where exactly is the energy core that constitutes this illusion?" He was deeply troubled.

He had searched almost the entire illusion, and even interfered with the illusion by spreading fluctuations. There couldn't possibly be any places he hadn't searched.

"Wait, I seem to have overlooked myself!" Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Wuxin.

No matter how the effects of illusion change, its core essence remains to interfere with the target's cognition and cause the target to form a false perception; this is what is known as illusion.

In other words, the target of illusion is always people, not other inanimate objects.

Chapter 91 River of Flames

"The energy that creates the illusion is not elsewhere, but within myself!" Wuxin suddenly realized.

He then opened his right hand, and a cluster of white flames rose up again.

"Accumulated Corpse Qi - Ghostly Azure Flame"

He continuously infused the flames with his own cosmic power, further strengthening them.

Before my eyes, the flame rapidly expanded, engulfing my entire body.

But at that moment, Wu Xin sensed something amiss.

Above his head, additional ghostly flames were ignited.

Although they are the same type of flame, they are fundamentally different due to the different sources of fire.

Of course, this difference is almost non-existent for outsiders, but for Wuxin, the creator of the flames, it is very obvious.

"Sure enough, the energy that created the illusion directly affected me!" Wu Xin completely confirmed his judgment.

Because that extra ghostly flame that was ignited was derived from the energy of the illusion.

As the energy that constituted the illusion was burned away, the illusion that had been blocking Wuxin's progress was destroyed.

The once shallow valley has been transformed into a deep and secluded canyon, with no bottom in sight.

"So this is the true appearance of this place?" Wu Xin was taken aback.

Looking around again, he noticed a huge, flame-hammer-shaped mark on a rock wall not far away.

"Is this the source of the illusion's energy?" He stepped forward.

It was the energy released by this mark that acted on him, causing him to be trapped in the illusion.

He reached out and carefully sensed the energy core within the mark.

Soon, a huge, giant phantom shrouded in flames appeared in his mind.

Perhaps he had discovered his spying, the giant was somewhat indignant, and immediately brought his giant hammer down heavily.

clang!

With a loud bang, flames erupted, forming an incredibly terrifying wave of fire that swept towards Wuxin like a tidal wave.

"not good!"

Wu Xin sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped the investigation, pulling his hand back.

Unfortunately, he was too late.

A burst of flame erupted from the hammer-shaped mark on the wall, engulfing him entirely.

"what--"

Feeling the terrifying heat, he couldn't help but let out a scream, and even smelled the aroma of his own flesh.

When the power of that flame completely dissipated, Wuxin lay on the ground, his body charred black.

However, he did not feel frustrated at all; on the contrary, he was unusually happy and joyful.

Because within that hammer-shaped mark, he sensed an extremely peculiar sense of oppression, very similar to that of Sasha, the reincarnation of Athena—the natural oppression of mortal life by divinity.

"There can't be any mistake!"

“This is the hiding place of Hephaestus, the god of craftsmanship! At the very least, there are some clues about him here!” He immediately made the judgment.

Because, throughout all of Olympus, only Hephaestus, the god of blacksmiths, used a hammer and fire as his emblem.

After searching for so long, he finally found a clue.

Immediately, he used the holy water within the Giant Saint Cloth to heal himself.

Just that burst of flames had severely burned him, and his entire body was almost carbonized.

As the holy water continued to be released from the inside of the armor and seeped into the skin, Wu Xin's body quickly healed and scabbed over.

However, he fully recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Fortunately, the mark of the God of Crafts didn't intend to kill me, it just resisted my exploration of the mark, otherwise I might have died just now!" Wu Xin slowly sat up, carbonized scabs falling off his body, feeling lingering fear.

Now that he has finally found clues related to the God of Crafts, things will be much simpler from here on out.

After shaking off the carbonized scabs, he continued walking deeper into the canyon.

Unlike the unremarkable camouflage seen from the outside, the real Grand Canyon is not only vast in space, but also filled with exceptionally intense flames.

With each step Wuxin took forward, he could clearly feel the temperature in the air rise significantly.

After walking nearly ten meters into the canyon, the surrounding temperature was more than three times higher than outside the canyon, and the flames on the ground rose more than a meter high, completely blocking the view, like a sea of ​​flames.

However, without the interference of the illusion, Wuxin can rely on his extraordinary perception to determine the direction, so he doesn't have to worry about getting lost in the sea of ​​fire.

After walking another twenty meters, a fiery river blocked Wuxin's path.

Unlike ordinary flames on the ground, it was a flowing river of fire. Wu Xin could clearly sense that beneath the flames, even hotter, molten lava was surging.

It is precisely because of the surging magma that the flames flow, creating such a long river of fire.

"It seems this is the second barrier preventing outsiders from entering!" Looking at the long river of flames ahead, Wuxin immediately made a guess.

The raging river of flames directly blocked the canyon, releasing terrifyingly high temperatures and forming a natural barrier, clearly intended to prevent others from entering.

Wu Xin casually picked up a stone from the nearby rock wall and threw it over.

Before the stone even hit the ground, the terrifying heat released by the fiery river melted it, turning it into crimson magma, which eventually fell into the river and became part of it.