Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

For a moment, the sound in the space ceased.

But the next second, a subtle sound of vomiting blood rang out in the space, and this sound was filled with a long-suppressed cry of pain.

"You...what did you do?"

The sound slowly rang out in the air, and the painful whimpering sound was accompanied by slight fluctuations in the air.

"Is it uncomfortable? I thought you would enjoy the process of improving your cultivation, even though it is a downward process."

The boy's eyes changed from panic at the beginning to slightly squinting joy, he can be called a master of face changing.

"What on earth did you do? Why do I feel so bad? Why..."

The roars rang out in the air, as if there was something unbelievable.

"Obviously, we...Obviously, I am your only support. As long as you follow my instructions, you will definitely..."

"What are you sure of? I am sure that after becoming your cauldron, I will become your supply, and finally be ruthlessly abandoned by you, or that you will take over my body and then I will become a master-killing villain..."

The boy's voice gradually lowered, with a hint of sadness but more of an inexplicable malice.

"At least I will remember you. I will remember that you are a powerful assistant on the road to my father's resurrection."

The voice was very forbearing, as if whispering softly in his ear to coax a child.

Hearing this, the young man slapped the air around his ear with an unhappy look on his face, turned around with a gloomy face

"I am just myself. Becoming a god or a demon can only be for myself and not for others. So... please sacrifice yourself generously... No, die..."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he made a seal with his index finger and thumb, placed his right hand on top of his left hand, turned a half circle, and muttered something.

"The power of the sky, the guidance of breaking through the air, the sacrifice of blood, the suppression of demons and the defense of the way"

As soon as the words fell, a mocking laugh was heard faintly in the air.

"You are planning to kill my father with your own blood. Hahahaha, don't forget that you and my father are of the same origin. Otherwise, how could... um~"

Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a low voice in the air.

"What did you do? Why... can you still do it in your dreams..."

"Although the dream is illusory... but in reality, the formations around me and the dagger hanging on the beam are real, and the thing on the dagger is the most effective in suppressing you. I searched for a long time before I found something that can be combined with the formation, the inner elixir, and the origin of blood... Oh, by the way... I forgot to tell you that among those elixirs, there is one that I prepared for you with all my heart..."

She squinted her eyes and looked at him with curved corners.

"You are deliberately trying to make life difficult for your father, right? Do you really think of yourself as a descendant of the human immortal sect? Don't be so impressed. Look at your current situation and the decades you have lived before... Which of them proves that they... regard you as one of their own..."

The voice was hoarse but it revealed endless sarcasm from beginning to end, and there was a hint of teasing in the sarcasm, just like a seduction that led people into a trance.

"That's like you, who has been plotting against the child from the beginning."

"Ha~ I planned it. Even if I planned it, you have to be willing. You are my child, and I am a powerful demon and their hope."

"Hope? Hahahaha~ Don't make me laugh to death. No one is anyone's hope. Only the strong who can knock down hope is the ultimate hope."

The boy looked at the air coldly, as if he was looking through the air at himself behind the air.

"So you...are his hope?"

As he spoke, his voice changed, and the thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing a figure - the person and thing that had always been his nightmare.

"Master... no... this is just an illusion"

The boy took a step back and shook his head.

"Oh, you don't believe it? That's fine. Since you think it's an illusion, then go ahead and do it. At least let your father see if you are as brave as you say."

The young man remained silent, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the figure in front of him with his eyes slanted. The hand he was holding shook slightly.

"See, you still don't dare. You are still the weak and helpless one. Who was the one who boasted that he would hit me with a hammer? What are you doing now? You are even afraid of the 'illusion' I created. It's really ridiculous."

The sharp laughter echoed through the air in every corner of the space, and it became louder and louder until...

"Stop arguing...believe me or not..."

"What? Are you going to kill my father? Then hurry up."

As he was speaking, a gray figure appeared in front of the boy as if a mirror had appeared.

He had an evil smile on his face, but his smile was mixed with pain.

"I kill you....."

Just as the boy was about to make a seal, he saw the figure in front of him gently raise his hand and make a fist.

"you....."

The young man who was about to press the button paused, because the dull and sluggish person in front of him on the left was suddenly lifted into the air, his face full of pain.

"North...Wish"

The voice sounded from the air, the voice was intermittent, but the tone was very similar to that of the man in red in reality.

"Master..."

The boy who was standing there was startled, but just as he was about to take a step, he was stopped in his tracks by the smile on the black figure's face.

"No.....this is an illusion....it's not real"

The boy muttered to himself, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"Really? Since you think it's fake, then I'd better erase this 'illusion', or the illusion you mentioned, to prove your determination. That's the best thing, right, my son?"

As he spoke, he clenched his hands tightly again.

"Bei.....Wish.....Save.....Master....I am in so much pain...Save.....me"

The sound resounded intermittently in the air. It had his own unique tone, but the painful pleading mixed in made the boy a little uneasy.

"Open your eyes and take a look. Are you sure you don't want to save him? Have you forgotten who saved you in the devil's cave and who taught you these things again and again and took care of you? And don't you really like him?"

The voice echoed teasingly in his ears, tempting him to open his eyes and take a step forward.

"I... am the Master."

The boy's tightly closed eyes opened slightly, his eyelashes fluttered, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Looking at the trembling boy, the gray figure smiled slightly and squeezed his hands tighter.

"don't want....."

The boy's voice trembled, he raised his head, and his hands trembled, and at this moment the gray figure attacked fiercely as if seizing the opportunity, just as he was getting closer to the boy, wanting to control him.

The gray figure suddenly paused, and then suddenly tried to retreat, his face full of repressed eyes, he looked at the boy with a dark face

The young man immediately changed his expression from panic, his hands moved without any disorder, and he chanted the spell faster and faster...