Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 287 The Great Illusionist

Du Fang looked back and saw that the lamp oil was only a thin layer, but it was emitting a green light. The woman Youhuang saw his gaze and said:

"The lamp oil has burned out!"

Du Fang's heart suddenly started beating wildly.

If what this strange woman said was true, the lamp oil would be extinguished and the path to rebirth would be cut off.

Then he and Bai Zhi would be completely trapped and killed in this coffin.

Moreover, the moment the light flashed, he and Bai Zhi clearly felt why there was no sound of wind or stream outside the coffin. But the coffin was suspended in the mud three thousand feet below the sea, and the tree roots could still be seen.

What tree has roots that can grow three thousand feet deep?

This is absolutely impossible!

This is too unbelievable.

The only reasonable explanation is that this woman is deceiving them.

Forced them to make a choice, they naturally embarked on what she called the path to the afterlife.

Bai Zhi was much smarter than he had imagined. She suddenly said, "Senior, this path to the afterlife is what people outside call the path to the underworld, right?"

"That's right, only by walking the path of rebirth can we enter the underworld and achieve rebirth!"

"Then if we don't want to, will you use force, Senior?"

You Huang smiled slightly:

"No, the slaves the Hades wants are always volunteers!"

Bai Zhi said with some concern, "Just now, the senior said that if the lights go out and this bronze coffin, which you call the Reception Temple, disappears, we will all be buried underground and suffocate to death. But is that true?"

"The Four Saints never speak falsely!"

Bai Zhi nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, but you can't force him!" and pointed at Du Fang.

You Huang said calmly, "You two came here together. The light will soon go out, and you're still stubborn and want to leave him here to die?"

"I'm worried, I'll follow Senior first..."

You Huang laughed: "Aren't you afraid that after the light of this immortal body goes out, it will turn into a corpse?"

"Don't be afraid!" Bai Zhi was very calm.

"Why?" This time it was Youhuang's turn to be curious.

"When my master was discussing the world's marvelous arts, he mentioned a unique art that had been extinct for thousands of years—the Misty Illusion. If my guess is correct, Senior must be a master of dream weaving!"

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Youhuang's face. She stared at Baizhi for a long time before saying, "As the headmaster of Longyuan, you are indeed knowledgeable, courageous, and insightful!"

As soon as she admitted it, Du Fang suddenly remembered that when they were discussing Taoism on Lingxiao Mountain, Uncle Xuanzhen had also said:

On the continent of Jiuzhou, thousands of years ago, there were countless great illusionists walking the continent, weaving dreams for ordinary, suffering people at the bottom of society, allowing them to temporarily escape the pain of the world in their dreams.

Especially the tragedy of losing a son or a father at a funeral.

But unfortunately, about a thousand years ago, several extremely talented and powerful people emerged from the nine divine continents.

As soon as these powerful men appeared, all the illusionists walking around the continent suddenly disappeared overnight, as if they were all wiped out overnight by some mysterious and strange force.

From then on, no one in the world saw the illusionist again.

But Uncle Xuanzhen also said:

There are many talented people in the Qingxuan Continent. Even if the great illusionists of the past have left behind some traces of their knowledge, there should still be people in this world who are proficient in this strange and unusual art.

"No wonder, no wonder!"

Bai Zhi firmly believed that everything was an illusion, and the so-called guide in front of her should be a lost illusionist who deliberately used magic tools to create such an illusion.

Suggest to let yourself go first to explore the way.

Leave him here to wait.

"The lights are going out!"

You Huang spoke softly. At the same time, she no longer forced Du Fang. She turned around to look at the ghostly fire that was about to go out. She crossed her fingers in front of people's eyes. As the speed of her hands became faster and faster, a purple-black cloud suddenly appeared in the dark green space.

The clouds gradually condensed into a black hole. The black color was darker than any other color in the world, and it made people dizzy.

Even though the three of them were in this huge bronze coffin, they could still feel waves of warmth emanating from the dark cave.

But within the warmth there seemed to be a tiny bit of netherworld fire, shining in that black hole.

The bamboo groves are lush and lush, singing:

"Go in! The slaves who signed the life and death contract and the billions of creatures in the underworld are waiting for you to join them."

Her eyes flashed with two flames as she sang, and the flames looked at Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi couldn't help but reach out her hand towards the black hole.

You Huang smiled and said:

"Enter from here, and you will serve Lord Hades for the rest of your life!"

Bai Zhi's expression was resolute. She turned back and said softly:

"Let's go separately, at least we won't be wiped out!" Suddenly, the clouds in the black hole began to churn, rolling faster and faster. Bai Zhi's hand just touched the black clouds.

Du Fang screamed and was about to stop it, but the black hole seemed to have a huge suction force and immediately sucked her body in with a "whoosh".

The clouds slowed down and finally disappeared.

The flame-colored eyes looked at him.

Du Fang looked furious: "What did you do to her?"

Youhuang looked solemn:

"I'm here to take you by the order of His Majesty the Underworld Emperor. Countless vengeful spirits are sleeping in this Soul-Sleeping Coffin. After the lights go out, they will awaken in a moment. It's not too late for you to regret now!"

Du Fang wanted to nod, but then quickly shook his head:

"I don't regret it. This is just a trick played by you Jianghu people. I won't be fooled!"

A cold snort came from the woman's nose. Du Fang shuddered and subconsciously took a step back. He thought the woman was going to use force, so he immediately took a defensive posture.

You Huang looked at him and suddenly said:

"If you can really survive, it means that the person His Majesty chose is not wrong. We will meet again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her voice disappeared, and she turned into star-like black mist, finally disappearing completely from Du Fang's sight.

Du Fang breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly his eyes went dark and he heard a soft "click" in his ears. The lights finally went out and the surroundings fell into complete darkness again.

Du Fang's body tensed up, and he immediately leaned towards the corner of the bronze coffin. He had a vague feeling that the woman's words seemed to be somewhat true and somewhat false.

The back is soft.

It seemed to be still wriggling, which was completely inconsistent with the hard and cold bronze coffin wall just now.

Once the lights went out, it looked like this.

Du Fang felt his scalp tingling and the hairs on his body standing up. Could it be that everything the woman said was true?

What if the so-called bronze coffin also disappears?

When the ghost fire dimmed just now, it seemed as if his soul had left his body in an instant. He could feel that outside the coffin was a scene of rocks with dripping water, surrounded by dark soil, and there seemed to be white roots and branches of trees, and the soil and rocks were pressing in.

But the place he touched this time was completely different from before. He mustered up the courage to reach out and touch it, but something sticky suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him down.

The force was so great that it was simply impossible for the huge human force to resist.

Du Fang only cried out in his heart:

Finished!

He immediately regretted not following the woman. Perhaps there was a glimmer of hope. As he was pulled down by the giant tentacle, Du Fang realized that the woman had spoken the truth. He had a preconceived notion that she was lying to him.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to regret.