Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 388 Fishpond Game is Really Fun

Inside the [Heaven of Separation and Hatred].

Not to mention Lin Sheng and Wang Anping who rushed in, even Lü Yang himself was stunned, completely not expecting that the other party would actually break in directly.

Aren't they afraid of traps?

For a moment, all was silent, and the entire [Lihentian] was plunged into an eerie silence, until a sound of swallowing broke the silence.

"Gulu."

Wang Anping's face turned pale, and he subconsciously tugged at the hem of Lin Sheng's clothes beside him, only to find that his senior brother, whom he had always admired, had returned to calm.

"Don't panic."

Lin Sheng sneered. Although the scene before him was shocking, the gazes of the dozen or so Foundation Establishment Banner Spirits, even without any added magic power, still made him feel an oppressive sense of pressure, like being weighed down by mountains, simply because of their status. Yet, the more this happened, the more certain he became of his doubts.

'This must be an illusion!'

Look at this scene. The woman at the front has an aura exactly like that of the City God of the Prefecture, and the others next to her are also at the level of the City God of the State.

The worst of the remaining ones is the county town god.

Such an extravagant lineup, except for the lack of a deity comparable to the [Eternal Mother], is almost equivalent to the entire wealth of the White Lotus Sect.

Where is this place?

A local temple!

You say a dragon comes from shallow water, and I could barely believe it, but this can't even be called a dragon coming from shallow water anymore, this is a dragon coming from a damn pond!
So it's quite obvious.

It's an illusion!
"You think I'm some kind of wild god or evil spirit, ignorant of the true law, and that I'll be fooled by your nonsense? You truly don't know your own limitations!"

Lin Sheng considered himself the most outstanding young man of the White Lotus Sect, having even mastered a flying sword. His Dao heart was unwavering. Therefore, although the scene before him was incredibly realistic, and he couldn't find any flaws, he remained convinced it was an illusion. He immediately drew his sword and shouted:
"cut!"

No matter how many illusions you use, I will slay them all with a single sword strike! It's just a piece of white rural land anyway; no matter how powerful the illusions are, they can't stop my sword strike!
The next second, the flying sword slashed out!

Since the goal was to break the illusion, Lin Sheng naturally did not hesitate to strike at the strongest person within the illusion, namely the woman standing at the top.

Late stage of Foundation Establishment, Great True Person Longyue.

"Kacha!"

The flying sword couldn't even get close to Longyue before it shattered because it couldn't withstand the magic power around her, crashing to the ground and turning into a pile of broken copper and scrap iron.

Lin Sheng: "."

"Brother!"

Wang Anping's almost scream rang out, but Lin Sheng became even more determined: "Very well, very well, what an illusion! I underestimated you!"

He still didn't believe it.

"I am currently trapped in an illusion. My true self should not yet be awake and has not truly activated the sword technique. After all, how could my flying sword shatter at the slightest touch?"

Then, he glanced at Wang Anping, who was almost collapsed beside him:
"Junior Brother Wang, don't be fooled by them. If you think about it logically, you should know that a mere local temple could not possibly have so many powerful deities."

"Shut up!"

Before Lin Sheng could finish speaking, Wang Anping suddenly sprang to his feet and swung his hand across Lin Sheng's face, slapping him across the face.

"Snapped!"

Lin Sheng was so slapped that he saw stars on the spot.

After all, Wang Anping had struck with considerable force, even imbuing the blow with the power of incense, intending to wake him up and stop his nonsense.

However, upon seeing this, Lin Sheng laughed even more heartily:

"So you're an illusionist too!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Anping immediately abandoned his senior brother, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "Please forgive me, Great God."

On the other side, Lin Sheng simply sat cross-legged, silently reciting a scripture, occasionally interspersed with a few murmurs:

"It's all an illusion! Don't try to fool me!"

"Impossible."

For a moment, the atmosphere within the entire [Lihentian] became incredibly eerie.

Lü Yang fell into a deep silence.

Even at this point, he still couldn't understand why the other person had barged in all by himself and then knelt down without saying a word.

But at this moment.

"Boom!" Suddenly, Wang Anping, who was still kowtowing, suddenly burst into dazzling light, and a torrent of incense and divine power surged out from his body!

"saved"

Wang Anping raised his head, which was covered in blood, and a look of relief at surviving the ordeal appeared on his face. He had just been begging for mercy, but in fact he had been secretly activating the protective treasure bestowed upon him by the sect. At this moment, he pulled aside the corner of his clothes to reveal a white lotus token, which was the source of his incense and divine power!
However, while he was happy, Lü Yang was also happy.

'He really did have a trump card!'

Lu Yang immediately recognized Wang Anping's method; it was clearly some kind of guiding technique that could either lure him away or bring someone else over.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately gave the order.

'Oborozuki, prepare to self-destruct with the others.'

'Master, prepare to run with me.'

If it's a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, then we can still fight them. But if it's a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, then we can only try to buy some time to teleport back to our sword avatar.

The next second, the light converged into a human figure.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful voice rang out: "Who dares to harm my White Lotus Sect disciples? Surrender at once!"

Then, a figure in a green robe surrounded by incense smoke stepped out, his aura as vast as the sea, no less powerful than that of an ordinary county god.

However, upon seeing this, Wang Anping suddenly let out a scream: "Why!?"

Why didn't you take him away, but instead came here yourself?
"My Lord, please lead us away first!"

Upon hearing this, the figure in the green robe frowned: "I am the Azure Lotus Divine Lord, responsible for protecting my followers. How can I simply walk away after someone has killed my disciple?"

Then he turned around.

"Let me see who dares to kill!"

The voice of the Azure Lotus God Lord abruptly stopped.

However, after a brief silence, he quickly realized what was happening:

"Illusion?"

Wang Anping: "."

On the other side, Lü Yang was starting to lose his composure.

".That's it?"

The county god was in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and the opponent's aura seemed not even fully developed. More importantly, he was completely unprepared and just barged in openly.

Upon realizing this, Lü Yang immediately gave the order:
"Do it!"

"Boom!"

The immense magical power descended, transforming into a giant hand that directly grasped the Azure Lotus God in its palm. The latter only had time to let out a miserable scream before turning into ashes.

Lu Yang, naturally, didn't hold back. With a flick of his Myriad Spirits Banner, he instantly refined it into a banner spirit.

However, the next second, another burst of brilliant light appeared!
The incense smoke still billowed, the divine light still shone brightly, and a figure still strode out, proclaiming in a booming voice: "Who dares to kill my White Lotus Sect's Divine Lord?"

Lü Yang looked closely.

The city god of the prefecture is in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Boom!"

Another one vanished into thin air, transformed into a banner spirit.

Then, to Lü Yang's disbelief, a third divine light appeared after the second incense god died, following the same pattern as before:

"Who are you, fellow Daoist, who killed our sect's Great Divine Lord?"

He is still the City God of the State, but he is significantly stronger, having reached the peak of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

"Boom!"

It vanished into ashes, transformed into the spirit of the banner.

This time, the continuous stream of incense and divine light finally dimmed completely and stopped flashing, leaving only three loyal White Lotus Sect deities standing behind him.

On the other side, Wang Anping was in utter despair and collapsed to the ground.

Lin Sheng, on the other hand, remained calm and even laughed, "It really is an illusion!"

Lu Yang: “.”

Looking at the three White Lotus Sect deities who had suddenly appeared beside him, at this moment, only one thought remained in his mind:
Fishpond games are so much fun!
(End of this chapter)