Ch 305: Dragon Palace Mountain Illusion

On the desolate earth, Wu Xingdao, Zhu Hong, Meng Liunian, and Yan Ming looked particularly small and lonely. They took slightly heavy steps, slowly moving step by step towards the distant, looming ancient hall.

“This place is already close to the Dragon Palace Mountain Ancient Hall. The Heart Tribulation is about to descend, so everyone must be careful!” Wu Xingdao, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and shouted loudly to the three people behind him.

Hearing Wu Xingdao’s warning, Zhu Hong, Meng Liunian, and Yan Ming nodded in response. They remained vigilant, following Wu Xingdao’s footsteps forward.

Just as the four of them walked another distance, the originally empty and desolate wilderness scene gradually transformed in Meng Liunian’s eyes into a bustling and lively prosperous street.

Meng Liunian gently rubbed his eyes and looked again, discovering that what he saw was not an illusion. He hurriedly turned his head to look around, wanting to find Wu Xingdao and the others, but where could he see their traces at this time?

Just as Meng Liunian was full of doubts, he suddenly felt a strange force pulling him forward. As he walked, he was surprised to find that the clothes he was wearing had unknowingly turned into a bright red robe. At the same time, a servant dressed in plain cloth led a snow-white steed to him. He saw that there was also an exquisite red embroidered ball draped over the white horse, as if waiting for its master to ride on it.

“Young Master, today is your wedding day, quickly get on the horse and pick up the bride!” Meng Liunian nodded blankly and got on the horse.

At this moment, Wu Xingdao, Zhu Hong, and Yan Ming all showed extremely shocked expressions on their faces, their eyes staring straight at Meng Liunian, who was constantly rolling on the ground. He saw Meng Liunian rolling a few times to the left, and then a few times to the right, as if controlled by an invisible force.

Then, an unexpected scene happened. Meng Liunian suddenly turned over and sat nimbly on a large rock next to him. Then, he made a gesture of raising his whip with his empty hands.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Hong widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief, and couldn’t help but say, “How is this possible? We haven’t even reached the Dragon Palace Mountain Ancient Hall yet, and this kid is already trapped like this? This guy’s Primordial Spirit Power is too weak!”

Wu Xingdao, who was on the side, frowned slightly when he heard this, and explained unhurriedly: “His cultivation is at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his Primordial Spirit is relatively fragile. It is understandable that he is easily trapped in an illusion.”

As he spoke, Wu Xingdao casually waved his hand. In an instant, a gentle breeze slowly blew across Meng Liunian’s body. At the same time, Wu Xingdao shouted loudly at Meng Liunian: “Meng Liunian, wake up quickly! Don’t be addicted to this illusory realm anymore!”

At this time, on the street, Meng Liunian, riding a snow-white steed, was staring intently at the red dowry procession that stretched for ten miles in front of him, his heart filled with uncontrollable excitement. However, in the next instant, Wu Xingdao’s thunderous shout suddenly exploded in his ears.

With this shout, the originally clear and visible scene began to collapse rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The majestic white horse under him instantly turned into a cold and hard huge rock; the horse whip he held tightly in his hand disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye; and the big red flower worn on the bright red wedding dress on his body turned into a heavy stone, hanging on his chest.

Meng Liunian quickly threw off the stone on his body and asked with a blank expression, “What happened to me just now?”

Wu Xingdao glanced at him and said, “Guard your mind, we are about to approach the Dragon Palace Mountain Ancient Hall! The illusions there are even more terrifying, follow me closely!”

He walked quickly towards the front, followed by Zhu Hong and Yan Ming unhurriedly.

Meng Liunian showed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, and his Extreme Yang Divine Sense quickly isolated the surrounding strange power.

The Yin Spiritual Energy in his Dantian was fully operating to completely seal the Spirit Chrysalis.

The four of them were extremely fast, and soon they came to the foot of the Dragon Palace Mountain Ancient Hall.

A stone tablet stood beside the road, with the words “Dragon Palace Mountain!” engraved on it.

Wu Xing, Zhu Hong, and Yan Ming came to the stone tablet, and when they saw the ancient characters engraved on the tablet, their faces instantly became extremely solemn. Without the slightest hesitation, the three quickly took out Heart-Clearing Pills from their arms and swallowed them in one gulp.

Meng Liunian, who was not far away, witnessed this scene and thought to himself: “It seems that the next level is definitely not simple!”

Soon, the four of them hurriedly passed the stone tablet. Meng Liunian quickly followed, and in an instant, the surrounding environment underwent earth-shaking changes. The originally barren and desolate mountain, where not even a blade of grass grew, transformed into a lush and vibrant dense mountain forest in the blink of an eye.

However, an unexpected change occurred! A gust of wind howled past, accompanied by a dazzling sword light, a man dressed in a Dragon Palace Mountain yellow robe, stepping on a flying sword, sped towards them like lightning.

Seeing this, Wu Xingdao couldn’t help but exclaim in shock: “Not good, it’s the illusion of the ancient hall! Everyone must not get separated…!” Before he could finish his words, a surging wave swept over like a giant dragon. The waves were so powerful, with a world-destroying momentum, that they pounced on the unprepared four.

Faced with this sudden change, the four of them were shocked and showed astonished expressions on their faces.

“What’s wrong, Senior?” Meng Liunian asked in confusion.

“Also,…” Before he could finish speaking, Wu Xingdao disappeared first, followed by Zhu Hong and Yan Ming.

After seeing this scene, the dazzling golden Nascent Soul in Meng Liunian’s body suddenly shone, as if a golden sun was blooming with endless light in his body. Then, everything around him turned into flying ashes and dissipated, just like sand and dust blown away by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the originally chaotic scene disappeared, and the world in his eyes quickly returned to its original appearance at an astonishing speed!

Meng Liunian slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Wu Xingdao and the other three not far away. But he found that they were already deeply trapped in various strange illusions and unable to extricate themselves. The three of them had distorted faces, crazy expressions, and were running wildly towards the distance without any rules, and from time to time they made some vague shouts.

Seeing this scene, Meng Liunian just smiled faintly, having expected this situation. Then, he raised his foot and walked towards the great hall with steady steps.

As the distance between him and the ancient hall continued to shorten, a powerful force surged from all directions like a tide, heavily pressing on Meng Liunian’s body.

Faced with such terrifying pressure, Meng Liunian did not have the slightest intention of retreating. He took a deep breath and fully operated the Extreme Yang Divine Sense Power he had cultivated, trying to resist this vast force.

Under Meng Liunian’s all-out resistance, the seemingly indestructible pressure only lasted for a moment before collapsing, dissipating like smoke and clouds in an instant. Feeling the disappearance of the pressure on his body, the corners of Meng Liunian’s mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

Arriving in front of the gate, Meng Liunian stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on the heavy hall door. With a little force, he pushed, and only heard a crisp sound of “”, the ancient hall door that had been closed for a long time opened in response…

Meng Liunian stepped in, and the ancient hall door quickly closed.

On the main hall, a line of words appeared: “Slaughter ten waves of Ghost Spirits to pass the level.”

The handwriting quickly dissipated, and then hundreds of ghostly shadows condensed in the main hall, each holding weapons and rushing up.

Meng Liunian laughed loudly, “Well done!” These shadows are not highly cultivated, and most of them are equivalent to the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining. He took out the Immortal Slaughtering Sword and slashed down with one sword, and the space stagnated. Hundreds of shadows disappeared like smoke.

Seeming to sense the difference in strength, nearly a thousand ghostly shadows appeared in the next moment, each baring their teeth and claws and pouncing towards him.

Meng Liunian laughed wildly, “Too slow!” He waved the long sword in his hand and released several sword qi, killing these shadows.

In the next moment, tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators rushed out!

Meng Liunian was not afraid at all. The shadows of the ancient hall seemed to be boundless. No matter how many times he killed them, the shadows continued to emerge.

Meng Liunian became stronger and stronger as he fought, and the meridians around his body became more resilient in the constant battles. The buzzing shouts rose and fell, and he didn’t know how long he had been killing. The Yin Spiritual Power in his body was fully operating, and the golden lines in his Dantian became clearer.

At this time, on the Bridge of Helplessness, the wailing crowd gradually woke up.

The first to wake up was Lian Ning, who shouted Meng Liunian’s name as soon as she woke up.

“Meng Liunian, don’t go, don’t go!” As she spoke, two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes.

Then Li Pojun, Kai Lun, Su Jianyun, and Su Jianyue woke up one after another. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness.