"What are you doing!?!?"
The woman's eyes suddenly bulged and revealed a look of shock. She quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, she was thousands of feet away. Her hands formed a seal, and a seven-colored light immediately covered her body. It turned into seven long swords that rapidly rotated around her.
Behind her, a gigantic phantom appeared. It looked like a seven-colored flower, and as it bloomed, it exuded a mesmerizing fragrance.
Wang Lin's expression didn't change at all. He stood there motionlessly and looked at the Seven-Colored Daoist walking out from the third floor. This person's expression was cold and he didn't say a word. He raised his right hand and the fourth floor trembled. A dazzling sun appeared in his hand!
The sun wasn't big, only the size of his palm. However, the light and heat it gave off made it look like he was holding a real sun. He waved his hand and the sun flew toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's hair immediately began to burn and his body became extremely hot. Bursts of tearing pain caused his expression to distort. It was as if his body was going to be melted by the sun.
However, his eyes were still calm and didn't change at all. He allowed the sun to close in. The woman in the distance watched in disbelief as the sun drowned Wang Lin.
"How could this be … He is crazy … He is really crazy …" However, in the next breath, the woman's eyes suddenly widened. She stared ahead and almost screamed.
Wang Lin, who should have died under the sun, walked out step by step. His hair wasn't burning at all, his clothes weren't damaged, and he didn't look tired. He was calm, calm, and calm!
"All of this is fake!"
Wang Lin closed his eyes and waved his right hand. The seven-colored light dissipated and the blazing sun disappeared. The Seven-Colored Daoist from the Seven Sects disappeared. The fourth layer disappeared. The third layer and the second layer all disappeared!
The last to disappear was the woman. Her face was filled with disbelief and confusion as she vanished from the area.
Wang Lin opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he looked at the first deck of the Soul Devil Ship. The sail was fluttering on the mast, and the ghostly face on the sail was smiling strangely.
Wang Lin's body was sitting on the first floor of the ship. There was the shadow of the ancient dao around him. Not far from him, the woman was also sitting cross-legged. Her eyes were also open, and they were filled with confusion.
"So even you don't know that what happened just now was an illusion …" Wang Lin turned his head and looked outside the ship. There were layers upon layers of protection, but there was no seven-colored light. There was no sign of the Seven-Colored Daoist.
"Even he is a fake …"
Wang Lin silently pondered as he stood up and waved his right hand. Dao Ji's shadow disappeared. He looked around and finally his gaze fell on the sail on the mast.
"What happened …" At this moment, the confusion in the woman's eyes disappeared and she stared at Wang Lin. Then she suddenly looked around, and when she saw everything, her expression changed greatly!
"Great Soul True Illusion!!
This is my sister's most powerful spell!!
In order to kill the Seven-Colored Daoist, she actually shrouded me in this spell! "
This woman was Fan Shanlu. She stood up and staggered back a few steps before coughing out a mouthful of blood.
Wang Xie's eyes were still looking at the ghostly face on the sail as she slowly said, "The arrival of the Seven-Colored Daoist is fake. Perhaps he really did come here, but he didn't appear before us."
"You two sisters are very interesting. You thought that everything was part of your plan. You brought me here and threatened me to hand over the Oath of Blood … but your sister is even more brilliant. From the moment Seal appeared here, she made all of this happen in the Single Realm. She conjured the Rainbow to chase after me. She coordinated with your plan and made me come here in 1R.
"After that, she even hid it from you. Just as I was about to study the restrictions here, she used an illusion within an illusion so that I couldn't see through it. In that illusion within an illusion, she almost forced the monkey to hand over the Oath of Blood … Brilliant!
I, Wang Lin, have met countless people in my life, but only one person has made me feel mysterious and unfathomable. Now there is one more, and that is your sister! "Wang Lin's expression was calm. Even his words didn't reveal any emotion.
Fan Shanlu's face was pale as she carefully thought about everything that had happened. Her expression gradually became gloomy. She was certain that what Wang Lin had said was true. She had indeed fallen into her sister's illusion!
"For your sister to have such an illusion spell, the Great Soul Sect of the Immortal Astral Continent should be famous for illusions. Illusion, illusion …" Wang Lin took a deep breath.
Fan Shanlu pondered for a moment and said, "The Great Soul Sect is indeed famous for illusions. Not everyone can learn this spell. My sister has the talent to learn this spell and has reached the realm of double illusion!
"The illusions within illusions you mentioned before were double illusions. If it was a step further, it could reach triple illusions, and we wouldn't have been able to escape," Fan Shanlu said softly after a moment of silence. Her expression was complicated.
"I think what you said before about your sister dying to the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign but being resurrected by your teacher is a lie. She didn't die at all. It is very likely that her illusion fooled the Seven-Colored Celestial Sovereign … Even what happened between the two of them back on the Immortal Astral Continent was not what you said … However, Wang is not interested in any of this!"
As Wang Lin spoke, he stepped forward and arrived next to the sail. His eyes became cold and his right hand mercilessly tore off the sail.
"I'll take this treasure!"
At this instant, in a mountain range sealed in ice on the Immortal Astral Continent, the woman cultivating in the ice opened her eyes and coughed out blood. Shock filled her eyes.
"He actually broke through my Great Soul True Illusion!!"
At the same time, in another direction of the strange space where the Soul Devil Ship was, the Seven-Colored Daoist was sitting in a pile of beast corpses. His expression constantly changed. Sometimes it was pain, and sometimes it was excitement. This kind of strange expression was very rare for him.
It was obvious that even he had been immersed in the illusion the moment he entered.
Or perhaps he had voluntarily entered the illusion. Otherwise, with his cultivation level, even though it was not as high as Fan Shanmeng's, it would not have been difficult for him to escape from the illusion.
However, only he himself knew why he was willing to stay in the illusion and not wake up.
He couldn't write anymore and felt dizzy. He had only written 11,000 words after a whole day. This speed was simply too painful.
Although he was missing 1,000 words, he remembered that at the beginning of the month, there was also a case where he was missing 1,000 words. Together, they would count as one of the 80 chapters.
The outbreak ended today, but it would continue the day after tomorrow, which was Wednesday!