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The next moment, before the heroic spirit could even react, Nero kicked him away. The unfamiliar heroic spirit was about to get up.

"唏伦~"

Crimson flames accompanied a dragon-horse covered in scales galloping out of Chaoge City, its massive hooves stomping down instantly.

Not only them, but the crimson dragon horse did not stop but strode forward, followed by countless soldiers.

"Bang bang bang~"

All the heroic spirits encountered along the way seemed to have become mere decorations, instantly crumbling under the iron hooves.

"Bang~"

The heroic spirit that had just tried to get up instantly shattered.

Although it is a mental construct, it can indeed kill living beings in reality.

A man with a regal air rode atop the dragon-horse.

"I am King Di Xin!"

The sound was like thunder, and one could vaguely see a figure wreathed in crimson flames swirling around Di Xin.

"Wow~"

"All soldiers, follow me to conquer the Illusion Island!"

"roar~"

The next moment, as Di Xin spoke, figures soared into the sky throughout Chaoge City.

There are demons with dark auras, ancient dragons, and phoenixes; countless creatures charge towards the illusory island in the sky.

This scene is absolutely stunning!

Each warrior seemed to possess terrifying power, even comparable to the Servants summoned by Fuyuki in the eyes of Gilgamesh and the others. Yet, they soared into the sky, their eyes filled with a death wish.

What kind of dynasty was this?

It can no longer be called a dynasty on earth; people like Gilgamesh would almost believe it if it were a divine kingdom.

"Click~"

The next moment, everything vanished, and the illusion of the heart seemed to shatter as well.

"Luckily, you made it in time. Outsiders, you shouldn't stay in the Heart Realm for too long."

The old, weary voice brought everyone back to reality, and an old man with a white beard appeared before them.

The surrounding environment also changed. If the fairy island was surrounded by countless fantastical sights at the beginning, now what is in front of us is a huge divine mountain.

"If you stay too long, you'll be sent straight to that person and eaten!"

The old man spoke calmly.

It's as if this has happened many times before.

"Tch~ I'd like to see what makes Di Xin dare to call himself king!"

Gilgamesh said unhappily.

I originally wanted to see what kind of strength Di Xin had, but this old man was really meddling in other people's business.

"Eat it, be eaten by what?"

Ma Xiaoling frowned and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course it was someone from this mountain. Perhaps a god or an immortal."

The old man sighed.

"And who are you?"

Su Mo looked at the old man and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite remember him.

After all these events, Su Mo understood that the Illusion Island might be the current Immortal Island, but he was not entirely clear about what had happened there.

After he left, it seems that the Shang Dynasty even launched an attack on the Immortal Island.

Who is the immortal on this island?

Su Mo didn't know, but if it really was those monsters he had brought out back then, he would probably have to clean house.

If not, then where did all those people from the Phantom Island go?

Sometimes, after you understand something, you may find yourself with even more questions.

How is the mental image born?

Su Mo looked at the old man in front of him and wondered what the real reason was for Di Xin's attack on Illusion Island.

This is also why Su Mo didn't charge in headfirst and kill his way through; there are some things you shouldn't do without understanding them first.

It would make you look really stupid, especially since you don't even know who the enemy is.

"I've forgotten my name, just call me Wu."

The old man spoke, then ignored the others and looked up at the sacred mountain.

If the scenery outside the fairy island is breathtaking, then the sacred mountain is like another world altogether.

Countless suits of armor and withered bones seemed to form a road made of skeletons.

“You may think you’re special, but weren’t they all heroes of their time?” Wu said slowly, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

I've met almost all of these people before, and I've even watched them go up the mountain one by one.

But what about now?

"We are different. If the Holy Grail is on this mountain, then my next goal is to conquer this sacred mountain!"

Iskandar laughed.

Originally, Iskandar had no interest whatsoever in the so-called immortality of the sacred mountain.

All he wanted was to regain his body and use it to conquer the world again.

This wasn't because I coveted power or wanted to enjoy anything; I simply enjoyed the feeling of conquest.

We are different!

Perhaps everyone here is an outstanding person, but I am a heroic spirit!

"Hehe, back then, the changes here weren't too significant, but something unusual had already happened. Do you see that figure at the very front?"

Everyone instinctively looked over, and there stood a figure, whose entire body had long since weathered into a skeleton that looked quite ordinary.

"He faked his death to come here, where he stayed with three hundred personal guards until he died in battle!"

Wu seemed somewhat saddened.

Even those who die in battle deserve respect.

"This looks like armor from the Qin Dynasty."

Weber frowned and wanted to step forward to investigate.

"Come back, Webber!"

The next moment, the skull armor that had been keeping its eyes closed collapsed with a crash, and a blood-red aura burst forth from the armor's body.

"Go away!"

Iskandar shoved Waver aside, his magical power instantly reaching its peak.

At the same time, in an instant, an old general dressed in armor seemed to appear before everyone's eyes.

The old general, his beard white, stood alone on the mountain path, holding a long spear, with few of his men remaining.

"kill!"

The sound seemed to pierce through one's soul in an instant, and one could vaguely see mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"Boom~"

The spear pointed out, but no enemy could be seen on the mountain path. Instead, a series of wails could be heard.

The next moment, everyone came to their senses.

"Bang~"

A huge hole was instantly blasted open in his chest, and the hole began to heal rapidly under the endless surge of magic power. However, Iskandar stood there stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

I am the King of Conquerors!

Even without activating his Noble Phantasm, he had just used almost all the magic power he could muster.

Even so, how could he still suffer such a serious injury?

The person who caused this injury was merely a skeleton?

Not only Iskandar, but Gilgamesh was also stunned; his previously indifferent expression turned serious.

"Who is he?"

Su Mo didn't feel much. Before becoming the 'Third Young Master of Aolai', he might not have been able to keep him in check, but with all of the Third Young Master of Aolai's memories, even though the Third Young Master of Aolai's demonic power hadn't fully recovered, he was still confident that he could face anything!

Most importantly, I just felt the power of the 'heart' from that blood-red attack.

There are very few people who can use the power of the 'heart'. Even in the original Phantom Island, this was an extremely sophisticated application, and only a few people could use it.

This made Su Mo curious about the person's identity.

"I think his name is Bai Qi," the old man thought for a long time before he seemed to remember the name.

"I go!"

Ma Xiaoling even jumped up.

"You know him?" Wu asked, somewhat curious.

Over the years, if I didn't count the names of these dead people every day, I would have forgotten them myself. How could people outside still remember them?

Surprising!

That's really rare!

"Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter, his reputation is truly earth-shattering!"