The Tao is far away

"She is my master! How could I do this?"

Wang Chi was in a panic, totally confused. He didn't know why the familiar illusion suddenly changed so drastically, showing a scene that was completely opposite to his memory.

Wang Chi wiped away the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead with trembling hands, and his eyes gradually became fierce, like an enraged beast.

"Well, Qian Kun, you are really amazing. You actually dare to add such memories to me without permission!" As the words fell, the "Mingyue" technique began to operate at full power, and the surging power of consciousness continuously filled the entire illusion space like a tide.

"What...what! There is such a powerful spiritual consciousness! Is this what one can possess in the initial stage of foundation building?" Qian Kun's heart shook violently. The majestic and vast spiritual consciousness made his soul tremble.

"Even those cultivators in the Jindan stage may not possess such terrifying spiritual awareness! I really saw a ghost today!" Qian Kun's face turned ugly in an instant.

At the same time, the Holy Lord, who had been observing everything silently, narrowed his eyes slightly. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he muttered to himself, "So you are the legendary divine body! No wonder Mu Yu Xiaoxiao thinks so highly of you. It's a pity... Hehe, you are just a divine body with only three spiritual roots..."

“This won’t go far.”

Qian Kun clasped his hands together and controlled the surging sea water hanging upside down above his head. Then several torrents of water quickly merged into the giant water ball that tightly wrapped Wang Chi.

At this moment, Wang Chi, who was inside the water ball, was keenly aware of the changes in the outside world. He understood that the illusion was going to become stronger again.

However, he was not afraid at all!

Wang Chi's sea of ​​consciousness was like a huge rock thrown into it, causing huge waves. In an instant, the entire sea of ​​consciousness quickly froze into ice.

An extremely cold breath quietly emerged from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness like a ghost.

The coldness was so deep that it penetrated into the bone marrow and was unbearable.

The water ball originally floating in the air turned into a hard ice ball in the blink of an eye, and Wang Chi also struggled to break free from the illusion.

The roots of the Jiyin Flower lightly touched the ice ball, and with a crisp cracking sound, the ice ball exploded instantly. Wang Chi's figure emerged from it, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, tightly locking onto Qian Kun.

Qian Kun's face was filled with horror at this moment, as if he had seen the most terrifying devil in the world. He completely disregarded his proper demeanor and image as the Son of God, and began to yell hysterically at Wang Chi.

"How is this possible! How can you break free from the illusion? You are just a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. This is absolutely impossible!"

"This water ball created by the illusion has no properties. How did you freeze it?"

"Am I dazzled? Wang Chi...actually walked out of that strange illusion." Someone murmured in disbelief.

"Lord Saint has not yet used his true strength." Another person said hurriedly.

Han Yan chuckled disdainfully: "Didn't you notice the frustrated look on Saint Son's face? It's ridiculous to talk about his true strength."

Brother Wang, you... are truly powerful. Even the Son of God is no match for you.

Han Yan pondered in his heart. He knew very well that with his current cultivation level, if he faced the Son of God head-on, he would probably not be able to last even one round.

"Is this the legendary divine body? It is really powerful! Even if a cultivator in the Jindan stage falls into Qian Kun's vision and illusion, it would probably take a lot of energy to escape."

“The extreme cold air brought by this strange phenomenon can actually freeze the water ball condensed by the illusion. Interesting!” Tianji Saint Lord thought to himself.

“The early stage of foundation building? Humph! When did I say that I was in the early stage of foundation building?” Wang Chi was seen walking slowly on the dense vines as if strolling in a garden. The power of divine consciousness that originally enveloped his sea of ​​suffering suddenly dissipated without a trace, and his true strength of the middle stage of foundation building was displayed without reservation.

After Wang Chi finished practicing the third level of "Dark Moon", he was pleasantly surprised to find that he could use his divine consciousness to cover the sea of ​​suffering and thus conceal his own level of cultivation.

If it could be completely wrapped up tightly, then the spiritual energy contained in the sea of ​​suffering would not leak out at all, and at this moment his breath would be like that of an ordinary mortal.

"What...what! It's actually the middle stage? Could it be that you have been fighting me with the initial stage before?" Qian Kun widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Chi was able to fight me on equal terms with his initial stage cultivation. If he was in the middle stage, wouldn't I definitely lose?

Absolutely not! No matter what, absolutely not!

I am the Son of God!

My glorious road has not yet officially begun, so how can I be defeated by this guy in front of me who only has three spiritual roots and become a stepping stone on his way forward?

The monks on the field were so shocked by the Son of God's words that they were speechless.

Even though Wang Chi suppressed his cultivation, he still had the upper hand in the battle against the Holy Son.

The most shocked was the Holy Lord. Wang Chi actually suppressed his cultivation, and he hadn't even noticed it.

How is this done?

"This little bastard...really..." Qingluan smiled.

"Do you know how he hides his cultivation?" An emotionless voice came from Qingluan's body.

Qingluan shook her head. She knew that Wang Chi was in the middle stage of cultivation. Could it be that even she couldn't see through his method of concealment?

Qingluan thought of the night when Wang Chi came back from the forbidden area. He stood in front of the window, without a trace of spiritual energy on his body, just like an ordinary person.

"I don't know, maybe it's the method of Mu Yu Xiao Xiao!"

"Holy Son, next we have to deal with your attempt to kidnap the bride." Wang Chi's face was frosty, and his icy gaze pierced Qian Kun like a sharp sword.

Qian Kun couldn't help but shudder. That fierce look seemed to regard him as a lamb to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and an indescribable fear surged in his heart.

"Hmph, you dare to think that you can compete with me for Xu Qianyu? You are not worthy at all!" Qian Kun's eyes widened and he let out a fierce roar.

As he finished speaking, the originally calm sea water above his head suddenly began to roll violently.

Immediately afterwards, ninety-nine enormous and majestic water dragons roared up from the sea and leaped into the air, pouncing towards Wang Chi with their fangs and claws bared.

These water dragons roared in from all directions, each emitting a heart-pounding and terrifying aura.

In an instant, the deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the entire valley, echoing endlessly.

These dragon roars made the faces of the nearby Qi Refining Stage cultivators, who had only a small amount of cultivation base, turn pale, terrified, and their legs went weak, making them almost unable to stand. Some of them were even frightened to the point of collapsing on the ground, trembling.

Ninety-nine in total!

Wang Chi was a little surprised that such an astonishing scale was actually displayed by a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

He is indeed worthy of being the Son of God!

However, in a flash, the corners of Wang Chi's mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.

With the Ji Yin Flower, even if you can condense tens of thousands of them, what does it matter? In the end, it's just a bigger show!

The nine extremely yin flowers instantly gathered together and merged into an extremely huge branch. Then, ninety-nine tiny roots evolved from its thick vines, accurately corresponding to the ninety-nine fierce water dragons one by one.

In an instant, the ninety-nine water dragons seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all. Then they solidified into hard ice in their painful struggle.

At this moment, those small and exquisite vines shook lightly, and all the ice dragons exploded instantly, turning into countless fragments and scattering all over the ground.

Despite such a powerful attack, Wang Chi remained steadfast and approached Qian Kun step by step.

"Okay, you're awesome! But Xu Qianyu must be mine, and you will be trapped in this illusion forever!"

Qian Kun's eyes were wide open with his arms raised high. The inverted ocean that was originally hanging above his head suddenly collapsed and turned into countless densely packed, crystal clear little water balls, rushing towards Wang Chi like a group of ferocious locusts.

Each small ball is an illusion.

The illusion created by Qian Kun has no spiritual attributes.

Extremely cold air emerged from Wang Chi’s sea of ​​consciousness.

This extremely cold air is different from the cold air on the extreme yin flowers. The extremely cold air in the spiritual consciousness can freeze these illusory balls.

Densely packed small illusion balls hit Wang Chi with a crackling sound, and were frozen into ice balls before they even touched Wang Chi's body.

There was a hailstorm in the square.

Just when Qian Kun felt it was unbelievable, Wang Chi had already walked in front of him.

Wang Chi grabbed Qian Kun's neck and said, "Son, what do you think?"

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