Yuehan closed her eyes and pinched her fingers together, releasing her True Yuan in a frenzy. She kept pinching her fingers together, and when she made the eighteenth gesture, a green light flashed beneath her feet and spread out like a wave. Then, the green light rushed towards her like a tidal wave.
When the green light pounced on her body, it suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling light. This light enveloped everything, blinding everyone.
Li Chengfeng and the rest were no longer using the Sword Breaking Array, but the Fire Array. This array allowed their swords to carry fire with them, and this fire was the perfect counter to the endless sea of corpses.
However, they all knew that this was not the way to go.
The tide of corpses around them was boundless. Although they could repel the tide of corpses, they could not kill them. These monsters seemed to be immortal. Even if they were crippled, they could be resurrected. It was just that they did not know what would happen if they were burned to ashes by the fierce flames.
Even so, everyone knew in their hearts that they were doomed. It was only a matter of time before they died.
This was all an illusion created by an illusion, or else they would not have returned to this manor.
If they wanted to break this illusion, they had to fulfill a few conditions. First, they had to stay alive in the illusion. Once they died in the illusion, it meant that their brain and consciousness would no longer be able to resist. In a short period of time, they would fall into a state of mental exhaustion, and then enter a state of mental death. Second, they had to know what kind of illusion the opponent was using and counter it. Third, if they did not know what kind of illusion the opponent was using, they had to know the psychological weakness of the opponent, or the location of the opponent's inner demons. Then, they had to fight back in the opponent's illusion.
There were two main types of illusion. One was a small-scale illusion that could trap the opponent in an illusion, and at the same time, cause confusion and other control effects. However, once the opponent realized that it was an illusion, the illusion would immediately be broken, and they would be safe. At the same time, the caster would not suffer any backlash or attacks.
On the other hand, a large-scale illusion would cause the other party to hallucinate, and at the same time, connect the other party's spiritual consciousness with the caster. In this kind of illusion, even if they realized that it was an illusion, they still couldn't escape. They had to defeat the caster hidden in the illusion, or break the illusion array to be able to escape safely.
In other words, the second type of illusion array was one where the caster and the target were deeply attached to each other. If the array was broken or broken, the target would suffer severe injuries, or even their consciousness would dissipate, and they would die.
This was the scary thing about an illusionist!
Yuehan was the only illusionist here. She knew that the survival of this group of people depended on her. However, she had yet to fully recover from her injuries, and her spiritual power had been greatly depleted. If she wanted to break this array, she would have to face the illusions head-on. But this was like carrying a lantern to the latrine, looking for sh * t!
So, Yuehan knew that she had to find Xi Mengcai's weakness.
However, the cultivators in the world did not even know what spell Xi Mengcai used, or how he killed people. How would they know his weakness?
A blinding light filled the entire world, almost covering everything. When the light receded, the situation around them suddenly changed.
The endless tide of corpses had all disappeared. Even Li Chengfeng and the others who were fighting in the array had disappeared. What replaced them was a boundless sea of hellfire. Everywhere they looked, there were endless roaring flames, and there was lava spewing out.
Yuehan stood on a small piece of dry, rocky ground in this lava hell. There was only enough space for her to stand on, but even so, the lava continued to rise.
A few dozen meters in front of Yuehan was a huge stone staircase. The staircase was extremely tall, it was more than a thousand meters tall. At the end of the staircase was a black throne made of stone. A person sat on the throne. His face could not be seen clearly, but from his build, she could tell that it was Xi Mengcai. However, his robes had become extremely wide, almost covering the entire towering throne. It spread all the way to the stone steps, covering every single step.
In this vast and boundless sea of fire, he sat alone on the throne. He seemed lonely, but he was also majestic and terrifying.
Xi Mengcai sat on the stone throne. His voice was shrill, filled with excitement and fanaticism, mixed with the joy of revenge. He said, "Thousand-faced Demon, everyone says that you're the world's number one illusionist!
Today, I will prove to the world that only I am the world's number one illusionist! "
As he spoke, Xi Mengcai rose to his feet and walked down the steps. The robes behind him followed his figure like flames, flowing and flowing. He raised the wooden staff in his hand high, the bronze bell on the staff jingling, the sound quickly spreading throughout the sea of fire.
Then, the sea of lava began to boil violently. A pillar of fire shot up into the sky, reaching a height of a few hundred meters. Pillars of fire shot up from all directions, and lava rained down from the sky like a rain of fire. Some of it landed on Yuehan's body, burning her until she screamed in pain.
The sea of fire on the ground began to rise rapidly. The lava quickly engulfed Yuehan's feet, burning her until she screamed in pain. Her body tilted and fell to the ground, quickly swallowed by the lava. Her entire body was melted into dried bones, slowly sinking into the sea of lava until the last of her fingertips disappeared from Xi Mengcai's vision.
Xi Mengcai immediately laughed shrilly, "Did you see that?!
Only I am the world's number one illusionist!
Only I am!! "
His roar was filled with unparalleled rage and hatred between the heavens and earth. No one could understand why his emotions were filled with such deep hatred and resentment.
Within the boundless sea of fire, Xi Mengcai's screams echoed, "I'm the one … I'm the one … I'm the one!"
However, amidst the gradually dissipating echoes, a low, dignified male voice rang out. This voice came from the sky above the sea of fire, shaking the heavens and earth, carrying with it an irresistible pressure.
"Xi Mengcai!"
A whirlpool gradually appeared in the sea of fire. The whirlpool was small at first, but it grew larger and larger until the entire sea of fire became a huge whirlpool. Within the whirlpool, a stone platform slowly rose. It was not very tall, only slightly higher than the sea of fire, about four to five meters above the sea of fire.
In fact, it didn't even compare to the throne that Dream Play had created. It was like comparing a thatched cottage to a palace. However, this stone platform had been created from countless piles of corpses. A ball of purple flame burned quietly on the stone platform, and the deep and dignified voice rang out from within the purple flame.
"Don't you recognize me?"
The purple flame opened up and down, turning into a burning vertical pupil. It stared at Xi Mengcai and spoke coldly.
Xi Mengcai's entire body trembled. His voice was filled with both fear and joy. He flew forward and threw himself onto the stone platform of the throne. He turned over and knelt down, prostrating himself on the ground. He did not even dare to raise his head as he said, "My king, do you see this?!
Only I, only I can be called a demon among demons, a king among kings!
This Thousand-faced Demon is only good for show. Only I, only I am worthy to be your loyal and devoted Demon King, my king! "
This voice was clearly the voice of the Ninth Underworld King from the Ninth Hell. It rang faintly above Xi Mengcai's head. "Xi Mengcai, do you think I didn't choose you to be my Demon King because of your abilities and my trust in you?"
Xi Mengcai was stunned. He wanted to raise his head, but did not dare to. "My king, what do you mean?"
The Ninth Underworld King laughed cruelly. "Xi Mengcai, I didn't choose you not because of your abilities or my doubts about your loyalty, but because … you're stupid!"
Xi Mengcai's entire body instantly tensed up. His fingers tightly gripped the stone crack as he said through gritted teeth, "My king, why do you say that?!"
The Ninth Underworld King laughed loudly. "Then you'll know when you raise your head!"