Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 580 Talisman Ritual
From the pure white lighthouse.

Why would Pure White Lighthouse target Red Yijia? The reason is not hard to guess at all.

Pure white factor.

Kong He and Mu Lin exchanged a glance and then made their moves. Mu Lin could imbue anything on the ground with a white light by kicking it, greatly increasing its speed and impact.

Kong He jumped out of the car, grabbed the entire vehicle, and with a burst of muscle strength, lifted the car up with one hand. The car was then enveloped in white light, and he carried it directly towards "Lin Yilin".

“One person is the foot, the other is the hand, and there’s another person sitting in that car. Just stay behind me and don’t move,” Lin Yilin quickly analyzed and then said to Hong Yijia beside her.

Hong Yijia nodded quickly and then shrank behind "Lin Yilin".

Mulin kicked everything he could in the vicinity towards them, while Kong He smashed the car down with it. Strangely, their attacks seemed to hit an invisible wall of air as they approached Lin Yilin.

No matter how the white flying object was launched, it could not break through, and Kong He was more like smashing a wall that could never be broken through, and was repeatedly bounced away.

Lin Yilin stretched out her finger, and a flying object suddenly passed through the transparent wall, but it just happened to hit her lightly flicked finger.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The white flying object crashed around wildly, knocking aside all the other ejected objects in the vicinity. Facing the oncoming car, "Lin Yilin" casually swung her fist.

boom!
The car, illuminated by the white light, exploded, and Kong Wu was sent flying backward, crashing into Mu Lin. The two of them flew out together and crashed into their SUV, causing the SUV to overturn.

But soon the car seemed to turn back on its own.

"Holy crap! What is this thing?!"

"Hallucination, something's wrong, let's retreat."

Mulin and Kong He didn't dare to breathe. After exchanging a few words, they immediately decided to run away. Suddenly, the SUV behind them turned around and blocked their way. The side of the vehicle was hit by a large number of projectiles that Mulin had just kicked, leaving it covered in dents.

Lin Yilin flicked her arm; it turned out that it was the one she had just thrown at her.

The SUV turned around and sped away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Aren't we going to chase after them?" Hong Yijia asked, peeking out from behind her.

"Protecting you is more important, and someone else will do this." After saying that, "Lin Yilin" withdrew from the possession.

Watching Lin Yilin's long hair turn back into short hair and the markings on her body fade away, Hong Yijia's mind was filled with only the first half of the sentence she had just heard.

“Guhehe…”

"Why are you making such a pathetic and disgusting laugh?" Lin Yilin asked.

"Cough cough, no! I need to call my sister!" Hong Yijia quickly wiped away her drool, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.

Lin Yilin looked at Zheng Fan: "If Mr. Illusion doesn't intend to pursue this, then..."

“Anyway, we’re going to help him, and he hasn’t paid you the deposit for the commission yet,” Zheng Fan said casually. “It’s a good opportunity to give him an outlet for his frustration.”

Lin Yilin nodded: "That's fine. Although he seems unreliable, he just tends to keep everything to himself... Sometimes even Miaosheng can't get close to him."

……

"Hey, we didn't catch Hong Yijia. Isn't that friend of hers just an ordinary person from a law firm? How come she's so amazing!?"

In the car, Mullin grabbed his communication device, made a call, and immediately questioned the person who connected.

"Calm down, what's going on?" the other person asked after a moment of silence.

"How can we calm down? We almost died!"

The person on the other end also became slightly serious. After confirming that something was wrong, they immediately said, "Let's first make sure you've gotten down safely."

"Of course... that's not right!" Mulin glanced sharply at the rearview mirror and saw a man with disheveled hair, wearing a bright green mandarin jacket over a black undershirt, following like a ghost behind the speeding SUV.

"It's not safe yet!"

In the back seat of the car, Kong He, who had just been punched and almost died even though the car was blessed by his Seed of Light, struggled to open his eyes and sit up.

The driver's expression darkened, and the vehicle began to accelerate.

Unexpectedly, the man chasing the car simply flicked his wrist and threw out a streak of icy blue light, which struck the vehicle at an even faster speed.

The entire SUV then stalled on the spot, and even the wheels seemed to have been braked to a complete stop.

The vehicle overturned due to a sudden stop while traveling at high speed.

Fan Zhonghong quickly glanced around, his eyes obscured by his hair. He threw out several golden talismans to surround the scene, muttered a few words, and then made a hand seal.

The out-of-control SUV crashed into the edge, a flash of golden light appeared, and several knife-like cuts appeared on the SUV's body. At the same time, it was brought to a stop and did not continue to crash into other places.

The three people in the car scrambled out and saw Fan Zhonghong standing in front of them.

"You are..." Mu Lin looked at Fan Zhonghong and suddenly felt that he looked familiar: "Aren't you that... Fan Zhonghong!?"

"It's actually someone who knows me. How annoying. I'm in a bad mood right now. If you cooperate, I'll let you die with some dignity." Fan Zhonghong tossed his long, loose hair, his tone filled with suppressed displeasure.

Mulin immediately raised his hand to stop him, his tone urgent: "No, no, no! Fan Zhonghong, we are working for Dadu! This is tacitly approved by the Central Committee! Considering your background, you and we should be on the same side!"

"Huh? Is there any instruction?" Fan Zhonghong asked impatiently.

"Uh……"

"A secret mission," the driver tried to add, but it was utterly unconvincing.

"You son of a bitch, you can't feel anything on him, what are you afraid of?" Kong He strode forward and swept Mu Lin behind him.

Mu Lin reached out to stop him: "He is Xu Wenli's disciple!"

"What does that have to do with us?! If you're blocking our way, then die!"

Kong He assumed the starting stance.

"You've practiced martial arts? I didn't realize that." Fan Zhonghong raised his eyelids slightly, his tone still low and subdued.

boom!
Kong He suddenly advanced. Facing the powerful punch, Fan Zhonghong lightly raised his hand and deflected the fist that was aimed straight at his head.

Kong He unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, but could only manage to shift one of Fan Zhonghong's feet, unable to budge his firmly planted pivot foot. "Tsk! Attack together!" Mu Lin had given up on any peaceful talk; this situation couldn't be resolved amicably. Trying might just give them a shot and they could escape.

He stomped his foot, shaking up some trash on the ground around him, and then kicked it all away in a blur.

The white flying object traced a delicate arc, passing through the gap in Kong Wu's movements, and unexpectedly used Kong Wu's body to block Fan Zhonghong's view.

Fan Zhonghong only glanced at it.

Whizzing!

Several white talismans flew out from his sleeves, blocking the flying objects for Fan Zhonghong. However, the objects quickly bounced back, and Kong He, knowing that close combat was disadvantageous, slightly increased the distance and reached out to grab a white flying object that flew past him. The flying object, already blessed by Mu Lin, was further enhanced by his hand and thrown towards Fan Zhonghong.

Fan Zhonghong simply nodded slightly in response.

boom!
The white talisman easily blocked the flying object that was enhanced by multiple stages; it seemed that whether it was enhanced by multiple stages or not made no difference to him.

"Slay the gold..." Fan Zhonghong murmured.

A golden talisman was posted.

Swish!

A golden cutting line suddenly appeared in front of him, sweeping towards Kong He at lightning speed. Kong He quickly retreated and tried to defend himself, but all he could see was a large amount of blood.

"Kong He!" Mu Lin called out hurriedly.

After the golden light dimmed, Kong He stood there, his body covered in countless cuts, with almost no part of him unharmed.

"The people who come out of the Pure White Lighthouse are indeed of a certain standard. They can react and avoid vital points at such close range," Fan Zhonghong commented casually, watching the golden talisman in front of him slowly dissipate.

Mu Lin and Kong He were clearly on good terms, and seeing him so badly injured, his eyes widened in fury: "Ben Xing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver rushed out, pointing his hands forward. As his body flashed with white light, several cars sped past him at high speed, crashing in all directions.

Fan Zhonghong moved lightly, dodging the darting vehicles.

The man named Benxing listed a wide range of vehicles, including many different models, and even some top-of-the-line luxury cars.

It seems a bit of a waste to let it run around and crash into things.

Is this person capable of single-handedly destroying the high-end car market?

Mulin seized the opportunity to step forward and support Kong He: "Kong He, treat your injuries! Hang in there!" Even if the cuts didn't hit any vital organs, a large-area laceration could easily lead to excessive blood loss!

“I know…” Kong He gritted his teeth.

“This is difficult…” Benxing, standing beside him, was sweating profusely. “The surrounding area is completely covered by some kind of ritual he set up. Anything that gets close to the boundary and tries to get out will be cut to pieces! I can’t find a loophole!”

"Damn it!" Mulin cursed, his heart filled with even greater despair.

Fan Zhonghong tossed out another brown talisman, which landed on the ground, and snapped his fingers: "Summon Earth."

dong dong!

The sudden increase in gravity instantly captured all the erratic vehicles, pinning them to the ground, rendering them immobile.

“Oh no…” Benxing’s pupils contracted.

Fan Zhonghong pointed a sword finger at him and said, "Tracing the origin."

puff-

All the heavy pressure from the vehicles simultaneously reached the source, Benxing, causing it to be crushed into a pulp by the multiple pressures from all directions.

Blood splattered all over Kong He and Mu Lin.

"The academic society has really fallen on hard times lately. They're accelerating all kinds of research, even if they don't have funding or resources, they're still doing it. At worst, they'll just bleed others dry, like they know their time is coming and are desperately struggling..."

Fan Zhonghong walked towards Kong He and Mu Lin, whispering to himself.

Kong He pushed Mu Lin: "Attack together! Now is not the time for treatment!"

Mulin was pushed aside but did not hesitate. The two separated and rushed towards Fan Zhonghong from both sides.

Fan Zhonghong put two fingers together and pinched a black talisman between his fingertips.

"One black."

Blackness spread, leaving only Mulin and Konghe's final, desperate and incredulous gazes before they were swallowed by the darkness.

……

On Lumière Street, Li Busi finally met Xu Wenli, who had come out of the room.

This was an old man with a goatee and a rugged face, whose eyes revealed a sharp gaze, as if he was constantly scrutinizing the things around him.

He was dressed in white and walked hurriedly. At first, he didn't intend to pay any attention to the people waiting for him outside, until he saw Li Busi.

"Is something wrong?"

“Your apprentice ran away. I have a feeling something’s wrong with him,” Li Busi said bluntly.

"He escaped?" Xu Wenli raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "How many men did you send to keep an eye on him?"

“Three Seeds of Light is already a fairly important configuration, but he still disappeared without a trace. Although I didn’t think he could do anything at first, Myosheng didn’t think so.”

“You should have asked me sooner, because I don’t think so either,” Xu Wenli said, making a surprising statement.

Li Busi frowned: "I didn't bother you because you were busy preparing, but even you are saying this? He is your disciple, you should know what secrets he has."

“No, I don’t know.” Xu Wenli answered decisively without hesitation, and then explained in detail, “His skill in talisman rituals has long surpassed that of this old man. He had already completed his apprenticeship when he went to San Zio to study.”

"What..." Li Busi seemed to have heard something unbelievable.

The narrator was Xu Wenli, who, besides Li Miaosheng, knew Fan Zhonghong's abilities best.

"In fact, he may have already surpassed me in terms of ritual application." Xu Wenli sighed softly, speaking slowly and seemingly with emotion.

(End of this chapter)