HBWnovel Chapter 251: Die First
Chapter 251: Die First
As a supremely powerful being who has reached the second level of the Tribulation Realm, the power of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor is truly unfathomable. Not only is his own cultivation profound and unfathomable, but having survived for nearly a million years, he has accumulated an incomparable wealth of experience and knowledge over this lengthy period.
Over the course of these long years, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan had weathered countless storms, witnessed all manner of adversaries, and encountered a wide variety of bizarre phenomena. Consequently, he had mastered numerous astonishing methods and techniques, including the exceptionally sophisticated art of detecting and concealing auras.
In just a moment, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan captured Wang Bo's breath as accurately as a radar.
On the face of one of the elderly men, a pair of deep, abyssal eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of unconcealable surprise. "Found it! But this boy is very strange, unlike any race I've ever encountered in my life. However, judging by his appearance and clothing, he must be a cultivator from the human race."
Almost at the same time, the keen perception of the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan also noticed that the shadow of the demon that was originally hidden in the dark in the stone cave had disappeared without a trace.
Instantly, a trace of anger surged across his aged yet still dignified face, and he couldn't help but curse, "How despicable! Who on earth dared to set their sights on the Holy Ancestor's shadow? How audacious!"
In the mind of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor, the Shadow of the Heavenly Demon was something he must obtain. It was of great help to him.
Although the Demon Shadow has a huge suppression on the demons, it is not difficult for him to deal with it with his strength of the second level of tribulation.
What's more, he has been preparing to defeat the Shadow Demon ever since he survived the second disaster a thousand years ago.
Now, the demonic shadow that contained such powerful force had actually been taken away by the person before him! All the hard work and efforts he had put in over the years had vanished in an instant, and everything became a passing cloud. The anger in the heart of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor was like a volcano erupting, uncontrollable!
"Damn it! Kill this little thief and take back the shadow of the Holy Ancestor!" Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor roared in anger.
Almost subconsciously, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan decided to kill this person and never let him leave here alive.
However, just as he was about to strike, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "To have been able to capture the Holy Ancestor's Shadow in advance, this person's strength must not be underestimated. It seems that I must use my best skills and strive to kill him with one strike before he discovers me!"
"When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength!"
Thinking of this, Qianhuan Guzu no longer hesitated. Countless dark runes appeared on his body, like dark stars that made people dare not look directly at them. Then, these runes turned into a solid stone crystal.
At the same time, his thousand heads unexpectedly began to chant in unison. The eerie, low whispers seemed to emanate from the Netherworld, filled with an aura of evil and mystery. These sounds spread rapidly, soon filling the entire Demonic Abyss.
As the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor's chant continued, the surrounding space began to undergo drastic changes. The previously tranquil Demon Abyss seemed to be being wantonly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, beginning to twist and deform. In the blink of an eye, the entire Demon Abyss vanished, replaced by an empty void, as if it had never existed.
So, where did Mo Yuan go? The answer is in the prism crystal in the hands of Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor.
This is a rare treasure that the ancient Thousand Illusions Ancestor obtained by chance long ago - the Prism Stone Magic Crystal! This treasure is an innate spiritual treasure, especially in the fields of illusion and spirituality, it has unique advantages.
This treasure can perform a shocking act, creating a seemingly endless and vast dream world, trapping the enemy within. These dreams are like an invisible cage, causing the enemy to lose themselves and gradually lose their self-awareness.
Before this, the heart-pounding chanting sounds were actually the ancient ancestor Qianhuan using his innate magical powers to the fullest.
In this way, he was able to further strengthen the powerful force of the Prism Stone Magic Crystal, thereby dragging the entire vast Demon Abyss into the dreamland created by the Prism Stone Magic Crystal in an instant.
Seeing his method come to fruition, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan couldn't help but reveal a smug smile on his face, muttering to himself, "Haha, wonderful! Even if a powerful being like me is at the second level of the Tribulation Realm, if they are unfortunate enough to be dragged into this Prismatic Dream, within thirty to fifty years at most, they will inevitably become a mindless living dead!"
"As for this guy in front of me... I can't sense any fluctuations of the aura of 'Tribulation' from him. I guess he hasn't truly entered the realm of transcending Tribulation yet. If so, I'm afraid he has already fallen into madness and lost his mind, right?"
With this in mind, Qianhuan Guzu unhesitatingly plunged his consciousness into the Prism Dream created by the Prism Magic Crystal. After all, only by witnessing that person's self-consciousness being completely obliterated with his own eyes could he truly relax.
The next moment, after being dragged into the demonic abyss of the Prism Stone dream, everything around him was dark and gloomy, as if the endless darkness was about to swallow everything.
And the consciousness of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor came here.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a mysterious figure in a black cloak. The figure stood there quietly, slightly raising his head to look up at the sky, his deep eyes showing no emotion, no sadness or joy.
Witnessing this scene, Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan couldn't help but be shocked: "Could this person be practicing the legendary ruthless way? If not, how could he not show even the slightest emotion when faced with such a scene?!"
Just as the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor was surprised by this, the cloaked figure who had been standing still suddenly erupted with an extremely dazzling azure light. This light was as bright and dazzling as a meteor across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire illusion.
Then, accompanied by a deafening roar, a pillar of light as thick as a giant python, piercing the heavens and earth, erupted from the cloaked figure. This pillar of light, carrying a force that could destroy heaven and earth, spread throughout the entire illusionary world.
"How...how could this happen!" Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor's face was filled with astonishment, and he hastily used all his strength to resist this sudden and powerful attack. However, despite his best efforts, the power contained in the beam of light still made him feel overwhelmed.
"This guy is simply a lunatic! He actually chose to burn everything and explode without saying a word! Is he really not afraid of death?" Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor was struggling to hold on, while secretly groaning in his heart.
At this moment, Qianhuan Guzu knew that if he continued to stay here, his mind would probably be greatly damaged. So, he made a quick decision and decided to escape from this dangerous place as soon as possible.
With a thought, the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor used his last bit of strength to break free from the constraints of the Prismatic Illusion. However, when his consciousness finally returned to the real world, an unprecedented fear suddenly surged in his heart. In just a moment, he was horrified to find that his body had been transformed into countless tiny fragments like broken porcelain, scattered all over the ground.