Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 600: Without attaining enlightenment, toast ascends to heaven.

Li Busi flew backward and landed on the ground, looking disheveled as "Cheng Fei" absorbed the surrounding smoke and death energy.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest, and the Death Gate in his chest uncontrollably spewed out a large amount of smoke and death energy, but without exception, it was all swept away by "Cheng Fei".

"What on earth is going on today?!" Li Busi was completely unable to comprehend how things had unfolded.

"You say you don't understand, and I say I don't understand either." Fan Zhonghong, watching from the side, was also somewhat dumbfounded.

This Mr. Illusion doesn't make a move unless he's already done something, and when he does, the impact is so great.

You're not someone who's never opened a Dead Hideout before. Does Dead Hideout usually cause such a big commotion?
Lin Yilin couldn't help but take a few steps closer. As the host with the closest relationship to Zheng Fan, she also felt a certain underlying throbbing in her heart.

Wait, has she forgotten something?
When Zheng Fan appeared with Cheng Fei's body, the three little ones excitedly rushed over. Where have they gone now? Mr. Illusion, with all that commotion, I hope you didn't get them caught in the crossfire!
At this moment, the swirling smoke and deathly aura finally thinned out a little.

Cheng Fei sat cross-legged, his body ablaze with dark gray flames.

At this moment, a "big guy" was standing on either side of him.

On one side, a robust human silhouette materializes on LuLu's shoes, its body stretched out, showcasing perfect proportions, while the shoes leave several dark gray afterimages as they tread.

On the other side, the quilt spirit's body was twisted tightly. Although its appearance did not change much, its aura was not to be underestimated. Its movements were soft, yet it was flawless at first glance, showing that it was already a master of combining strength and softness.

When Cheng Fei opened his eyes, Zheng Fan was also a little confused.

He helped Cheng Fei open a dead treasure, but it seemed that because it was his consciousness, Cheng Fei also opened it in a certain sense. He understood a part of its essence, which was probably something like tree roots, and then absorbed the Death God's Crusher.

It's like he absorbs and transforms singularities.

However, this time, instead of a singularity, it all rushed towards the three illusions closest to him.

This time, it wasn't just Cheng Fei who received the year-end bonus; the three little ones also benefited greatly.

Lu Lu Shoes and the Blanket Spirit struck various athletic poses on either side of Zheng Fan. At first, they were quite imposing, but as their poses changed, the scene became somewhat eerie.

As for the toast...

Zheng Fan, using "Cheng Fei's" body, was holding the golden toast, which was dazedly waking up from its dormant state.

"Awooo?" What happened? My head is spinning.

"My goodness, toast, you've become a god!" Zheng Fan couldn't help but exclaim after seeing it clearly.

The Death God Crusher did not disappear when it was absorbed by Zheng Fan. Its existence was too special. Moreover, it had no will or individual concept, and it didn't even have a specific form. So, there was no way it could disappear.

Then, as Zheng Fan withdrew from the "world of death" after taking advantage of the situation, that thing hurriedly stuffed something into his hands.

It landed on the toast that had run over, and it seemed to be a perfect match for the toast!
Now, toast has become a representative of that Grim Reaper crusher in the capital, or you could say its physical embodiment.

Although it can only represent a part of it, since Death himself is muddle-headed, isn't toast, which is not much but definitely has brains, more representative than Death himself?
"Awooo!" Toast yelled, accidentally spitting out a bunch of garbled information from his mouth, which startled him so much that he struggled desperately in Zheng Fan's arms.

"You must be joking..." Li Busi struggled to get up.

It's one thing for a human to be able to open a Dead Hideout, and I can even accept that Li Busi can open one casually, but why can even a fantasy object open Dead Hideouts with you?!
With his worldview collapsed and his Dao heart shattered, Li Bu-si was at this point.

As for the toast, Li Busi sensed a similar yet more profound aura emanating from it.

Toast jumped down to move around freely, sharing his feelings with the other two friends, while "Cheng Fei" stood up and stretched: "The fit is still terrible, but... finally it feels comfortable."

The compatibility between hallucinations and the body remains the same, and Zheng Fan did not reach the second stage with Cheng Fei after a single death, but none of that matters, as it was not Zheng Fan's original goal.

The biggest gain was that, using Cheng Fei's body, he finally stopped feeling the continuous fatigue.

Without a doubt, Zheng Fan successfully exploited this loophole, helping "Cheng Fei" successfully meet the requirements and unlock the dead hiding place!

"Let's see the real Cheng Fei!" Zheng Fan grinned, revealing a hearty smile, using Cheng Fei's body as a substitute.

Li Busi swiftly drew his sword and slashed forward, spewing out a large amount of death energy from his chest that was almost condensed into liquid. With each swing of his sword, the blade's aura covered the entire block.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Cheng Fei laughed loudly, lifting the longevity lock and swinging it forward.

boom!
The Longevity Lock shattered the blade's edge without any doubt. Li Busi swung his sword to forcefully deflect the Longevity Lock, but unexpectedly, a pair of "flying legs" left several afterimages as they kicked him from behind the Longevity Lock.

Disrupted from his stance, Li Busi parried Lu Lu Xie's high-speed kicks while searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

To everyone's surprise, LuLuXie, who was in the lead, not only did not restrain herself, but went even further. After having a decent "body", LuLuXie was not polite at all. After a gorgeous spin in the air, she pointed her toes out.

Where does this kind of posture come from? ...That's what Li Busi originally thought.

The moment her toes touched the ground, the clone of LuLu's shoe unfolded around her, swirling like a blooming black lotus. *Thump thump thump thump—*

In an instant, he was hit by many kicks all over his body. Li Busi managed to block several blows aimed at his vital points and finally managed to break free from the shadow of the shoes.

"Drink!" Li Busi roared, and instantly a large number of death warriors split off from his body to attack.

Unexpectedly, a large black quilt deftly slipped between the blades of the assassins wielding knives. The assassin, aiming at the quilt spirit, swung his longevity lock down, but the quilt neither dodged nor flinched, suddenly standing up with its two corners pushing forward.

Silently and imperceptibly, the impact of the Longevity Lock Death Soldier's immense strength and even the weight of the Longevity Lock itself was easily neutralized by the Blanket Spirit.

Then, even though the longevity lock was still in the assassin's hands, it unknowingly followed the actions of the quilt spirit and became its weapon, sweeping around like mowing grass to clear a space before finally smashing back onto the assassin's own forehead.

The toast launched its attack, and in the instant it lunged forward, a large amount of garbled text enveloped it.

“Death energy!? The concentration is even higher than mine!” Li Busi stared wide-eyed at the toast rushing towards him, everything in its path was pulverized by the toast.

It's like Pikachu using Volt Shot.

The toast of today, if not "Death God", is at least "Death God Beast". It is a descendant of the Death God brand crusher, and by rounding up, it can even be the "dead father" of Li Busi, the "dead prince".

Despite his shock, the deceased prince did not lose his composure. He charged forward with a blade in one hand and a longevity lock in the other.

Finally, the two collided.

There was no sound of collision; the toast's "information-shattering impact" engulfed everything around it.

However, the toast was still hit by Li Busi's longevity lock and slid a long distance on the ground.

Li Busi smashed open the toast, but then, sweating profusely, he looked at his arm, which should have been holding the knife, and found it had vanished.

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out. On the surface, it seemed that only one arm had been shattered, but in the collision, the information shattered and penetrated deep into his body.

Calm down, Li Busi. You possess the Death Gate; you cannot die...

Li Busi forced himself to calm down, and "Cheng Fei" had already appeared in front of him.

But even if I don't die... how can I deal with this being...?

Various thoughts raced through Li Busi's mind as he pondered opportunities to break the deadlock, but the current situation seemed to make even retreat difficult.

There's still no news from Deville, so there's not much hope left. Perhaps I should have sent Cheva too…

I have no intention of repenting.

While pondering, Li Busi strangely calmed down.

Because he realized that whether he treated the situation carefully or not, the outcome might not change much.

Footsteps approached, and a figure flew over "Cheng Fei's" head, delivering a side kick that knocked Li Busi, who couldn't even stand, to the ground.

Fan Zhonghong took out several white talismans and pasted them all over Li Busi's body. "Cheng Fei" had no objection to this.

Li Busi was practically covered in talismans and looked like a mummy.

The white talisman is the most basic talisman paper, yet it is the talisman paper that can mobilize the power of white. It can repel other powers, but through mixing, it can also assist other powers.

At this point, its function undoubtedly best aligns with the limitations imposed by white.

The moment Li Busi relaxed his guard and had the thought of "giving up resistance" crossed his mind, the "Dead Prince" was captured.

Fan Zhonghong was covered in knife wounds and bloodstains, looking quite gruesome, and he was panting heavily.

Li Busi looked at Fan Zhonghong, wondering what exactly he had lost to.

They lost to the "world of death," to that extraordinary illusion, to Fan Zhonghong, who brought in such powerful help and was indeed quite remarkable himself—or perhaps to his sister who seemed to have anticipated all of this.

It turns out that she and he had so many powerful supporters behind them.

never mind.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"As expected, how enviable... little sister."

(End of this chapter)