Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

This is similar to forcibly stuffing a piece of ice or a bucket of oil into a basin full of water; it will be rejected.

unless……

"Unless you replace that powerful cultivator who practices illusion?!"

"Or perhaps it is just as the original intention of the body was to perceive reality and assimilate into reality."

Yue's heart suddenly pounded. Compared to gradually comprehending and assimilating reality, it was naturally much faster to go straight to the point and directly replace a powerful cultivator who practiced illusion.

He fills himself with his illusions, and thus is recognized as real.

Furthermore, if that powerful being's realm is high enough, the combination of these two vastly different illusions might even unleash a realm stronger than that of an ordinary saint.

"I perceive reality through illusion, while he cultivates illusion through reality."

"By becoming one with you, we will achieve the highest!"

At this moment, Yue's face was filled with a determined resolve.

His incarnation was born to comprehend the truth, and for the sake of truth, he was willing to die.

"Go see that person, or rather, those two people."

Contact, spy on, and even, if permitted, capture and study.

The moon's expression was solemn, and with a swaying motion, it flew towards the sky.

Although those two illusory energies were of extremely high quality, their size was only equal to that of his own avatar.

Perhaps they are just disciples or grand-disciples of that illusory powerful being, or perhaps their subordinate soldiers.

Although I am merely an incarnation, I can still plot against myself.

Moreover, they are in the shadows while he is in the light. Although the true entity behind him is wary of the real, he can temporarily unleash saint-level power under the suppression of the real at this critical moment.

His true form was created by devouring the entire illusory infinite multiverse on the basis of the legacy of two saints. If it were real, it would probably be even stronger than a saint in the real world.

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The yellow clouds were rapidly approaching Zhenshan City when a figure suddenly appeared and stopped the strange vehicle's flight.

"Who are you two?"

What brings you to my town of Zhenshan?

With a gentle smile on her face, Yue looked at the two people on the cloud.

A slight tremor ran through my heart.

That cloud?

That yellow cloud?

Yue's eyes twitched slightly.

This cloud looks just like the Flying Nimbus from the Dragon Ball universe.

Yue glanced again at the two people on the clouds: a timid boy and a pretty girl who looked a bit dazed.

"This boy..."

The twitching in Yue's eyes intensified; he sensed an extremely familiar aura emanating from the boy.

"what……

"Sir."

The timid young man, Senluo, was startled by Yue's sudden appearance and then spoke in a flustered manner.

At the same time, his mind was a little confused. He hadn't said he was going to Zhenshan City. After all, he had passed through countless cities along the way, and it didn't mean he would stop there just because he passed Zhenshan City.

If Yue knew what Senluo was thinking, he would probably roll his eyes. He was just making up an excuse to stop the two of them; he didn't really think they were going to Zhenshan City.

What I didn't expect was that these two people were actually after me.

"Brother Senluo, he is Zhao Ying!"

Suddenly, the naturally naive girl, A-Ling, pointed at the moon and said with a blank expression.

At the same time, he took out a scroll from somewhere, clumsily opened it, and revealed a lifelike portrait of a boy inside.

However, the boy in the picture looked too young compared to the now much more handsome Yue, and it would be difficult for most people to associate Yue with the same person.

Yueyi understood as soon as she saw the scroll, and then looked at Aling with a strange expression.

The scroll depicts myself three years ago.

Now, after three years of cultivation, his strength has improved, and his appearance is getting closer to his original form. Compared to three years ago, it's as if he's been given a level 10 beauty filter. It's terrifying that Ah Ling can recognize him.

Shinra, standing to the side, kept glancing at the portrait, then at himself, then back at the portrait, still looking uncertain.

"Ah Ling, how did you figure that out?"

It doesn't seem quite like it.

Senro wavered; he didn't want to kill the wrong person.

"Guess."

Ah Ling looked very confident.

"..."

Senra was at a loss for words.

You guessed it, why does he still look so confident?

"What business do you two have with Zhao Ying?"

Yue, however, smiled slightly and directly admitted her identity.

Clearly, if these two were looking for him, it conveniently gave him the opportunity to get close to them.

"you……

"Are you really Zhao Ying?"

Senluo looked at Yue with disbelief. There was a difference between Little Dragon Girl and Little Steamed Bun.

"Genuine or genuine."

With a charming, gentle smile, Yue replied.

"that……"

For a moment, Senluo's expression became somewhat complicated.

He was considering how to bring it up.

Would it be impolite to just say I'm here to kill you?

"Just say it directly, I'm a very gentle person."

Yue spoke softly, looking at the two of them as if they were some rare animal.

"Um, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao Ying."

We're here to kill you.

Gritting his teeth, Senluo said somewhat embarrassedly.

This left Lingyue completely bewildered.

You're so shy about killing me?

Why do you two want to kill me?

Yue asked with some curiosity, but inwardly she was paying closer attention.

This question might offer a glimpse into their identities.

After all, these two guys look pretty silly.

"We must join forces with Prince Wei Kuangtu to kill Lin Wuyi."

"His Highness Wei Kuangtu's condition is that we kill you."

Scratching his head, Senluo said.

"You idiot, Brother Senluo, you've exposed our true intentions!"

Aling, standing to the side, put one hand on her hip and pointed at Senluo with the other, shouting loudly.

"Ah Ling, don't point at people with your hand, it's very impolite."

"Besides, Mr. Zhao Ying is about to die, so we shouldn't keep it from him."

Senra shoved the little hand pointing at his nose away and then complained.

"Wei the Madman? I see."

Yue touched her chin, looking as if she had just realized something.

In his heart, he secretly sighed that these two guys in front of him didn't seem to be really stupid. They hadn't revealed any of his true identity, but instead used Wei Kuangtu as a target.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao Ying."

We're coming to kill you.

Soon, Senluo composed himself and said to Yue with an embarrassed expression.

"Um,

It doesn't matter."

Yue smiled and nodded, which made Senluo's eyes flash with a hint of amusement.

But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

A streak of blood-red light flashed past, tearing through his vision.

"Shinra Tensei!"

A burst of intense white light erupted, and in an instant, the black pupils turned into purple eyes.

This seemingly weak-looking boy suddenly became serious.

The purple Rinnegan was embedded in his eyes, and with a hint of lingering fear, the repulsive force of Shinra Tensei directly sent the sneak-attacking Yue Beng flying.