Chapter 1789

He He Lingchuan knew that Thousand Illusions mentioning "detailed discussion" meant that he was still brooding over the power behind He He Lingchuan.

Xiao Wencheng pointed to the sand table: "Immortal Venerable, the Tiangong team has entered the second lighthouse barrier and is heading north toward Stone Dragon Peak."

This sand table displayed everything happening on the ground of Silver Pearl Island, including the Tiangong team.

The thing he was originally most worried about had happened: the Tiangong directly abandoned the lighthouse tactic and wanted to end the battle quickly. He Xiao was right; Miao Miao Zhantian had lost patience.

Taking advantage of Thousand Illusions walking toward the sand table, Dong Rui gestured to ask He He Lingchuan:

This isn't the real Thousand Illusions, right?

He He Lingchuan shook his head. This was just an external Dharma Image of Thousand Illusions, capable of changing its appearance.

The best tool for observing the enemy situation was the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, but this treasure had already been given to He Xiao in the name of the Illusion Sect; Thousand Illusions himself had countless divine powers and would not be so petty as to demand it back immediately.

He gathered his large sleeves and lightly shook his fingers twice over the sand table, and a colorless transparent dome appeared under his hand, covering the entire sand table.

Afterward, the mountains, rivers, people, villages, docks, vehicles, and ships within the sand table, everything in the world, gained color.

The human affairs originally composed of sand grains now looked like real objects, without a single bit of graininess. Even the figures, which were not much larger than flies, had expressions on their faces and wrinkles on their clothes.

Within the dome and above the sand table was a miniature Silver Pearl Island, almost a replica scaled down in equal proportion.

Even the sky of the miniature island had clouds drifting.

In the blink of an eye, True Person Thousand Illusions had modified the original sand table, not only making it concrete but also making its functions no longer singular.

From the sand table, one could clearly see the Tiangong team bypassing Yu Village and continuing to march north. Of course, the Banqiu lighthouse and Yu Village were gone, leaving only a nearly circular giant concave pit at the site, as if someone had taken a spoon and scooped out a large piece, shaving peaks and creating valleys.

This was the trace left by Elder Xu's Primordial Spirit self-detonation.

Elder Liu, who had been silent all along, looked at it and felt heartbroken.

Thousands of years of fellow sect friendship, separated by heaven and man in an instant.

"The skin-bag of Miao Miao Zhantian is not lightly injured; Elder Xu is worthy of being a pillar of my Illusion Sect, fierce and unyielding." Thousand Illusions' words made Xiao Wencheng's back full of cold sweat, "But your approach was stupid! Even with someone reminding you, you still harbored luck and acted willfully!"

Xiao Wencheng knew he was talking about his act of ordering his fellow disciples to rush to the Banqiu lighthouse, so he had to lower his head and admit his fault: "This disciple is incompetent and caused the immortal fall of my fellow disciples; please punish me, Immortal Venerable!"

Thousand Illusions did not speak and looked at He He Lingchuan again; he was clearly aware of everything that had happened in the Wenhui Pavilion. At that time, He He Lingchuan had given two suggestions but also made corresponding reminders; he had indeed done his best and could not be faulted.

But Thousand Illusions would not ignore why the elders had to attack the Banqiu lighthouse.

Language is an art; not being able to be faulted does not mean there was no misleading. As a Mirage Demon, Thousand Illusions was originally a master of misleading people.

Was the argument between this youth and Old Four Xu intentional or unintentional? He and his companions often used sign language when talking, just to prevent Thousand Illusions and Xiao Wencheng from eavesdropping. So, what was expressed in sign language was their true thoughts, right? He did not clarify, but looked toward the sand table.

Xiao Wencheng steadied himself and said in a low voice: "Miao Miao Zhantian hid back in the Tiangong team and did not go straight up to Stone Dragon Peak, probably to nurse His injuries and also to observe, observe the Immortal Venerable's reaction."

On the sand table, the Tiangong team was heading toward the Stone Dragon mountain range, and Miao Miao Zhantian and His skin-bag had disappeared again. Elder Xu's final struggle had ultimately bought some time for the Illusion Sect.

"His use of a space-time rift this time is somewhat suspicious." Thousand Illusions knew his disciple's level better than anyone. Miao Miao Zhantian could defeat them by borrowing the body of a true immortal, but killing them all at the same time was theoretically unlikely.

Yet Miao Miao Zhantian had managed it.

He He Lingchuan immediately asked: "In other words, Miao Miao Zhantian almost achieved a full-strength descent this time, with no loss in strength?"

"It remains to be observed." Thousand Illusions' face was as heavy as water. If Miao Miao Zhantian had no reliance, He would not dare to enter this Reversed Sea, "The silver shuttle that swallowed Banqiu contains a trace of faint Primordial Qi, or what is called Chaos Force, to be able to tear through the void and swallow my disciples!"

Xiao Wencheng's expression changed: "Chaos Force? This has already touched the origin of the Great Thousandfold World!"

No wonder his junior brothers couldn't escape; let alone human power being unable to resist, even immortal power wasn't much stronger.

He He Lingchuan was puzzled: "Where did the several elders go after being swallowed by the void?"

The shuttle Miao Miao Zhantian took out contained the Chaos Force of the Great Thousandfold World? He immediately thought of the red shadow in the Great Fang Hu, which was also called Chaos.

No wonder the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, one of the ancient supreme treasures, couldn't beat it; he didn't know what the Great Fang Hu wanted to use the Haoyuan Golden Mirror for.

"They might have been crushed on the spot by the void, or they might have fallen into a space-time turbulence." Xiao Wencheng said in a low voice, "Whether dead or alive, we probably won't see them again."

From now on, it is life and death separation.

He He Lingchuan had doubts in his heart: "I heard that several elders of the Illusion Sect once entered the Kidney Lake and never returned?"

"They were just trapped while I was in seclusion."

"They are not suitable to show their faces now, lest they be discovered by the Tiangong." Xiao Wencheng said, "Miao Miao Zhantian thinks the Immortal Venerable is still in seclusion; this is an advantage that can be utilized."

Thousand Illusions gave a hum and said to Xiao Wencheng: "Activate all the mysterious crystal inventory. After today, they won't be needed anymore."

"Yes." Xiao Wencheng responded and left the pavilion, disappearing from the spot after taking two steps.

This is a major matter, and he must go to the Immortal Light Cave personally.

After the incident of Wu Shidao betraying the sect and stealing mysterious crystals, the procedure for withdrawing mysterious crystals from the Immortal Light Cave had become exceptionally strict.

With the Sect Master arriving personally, it was naturally all green lights.

He walked all the way to the bottom floor of the Immortal Light Cave and handed the instruction to the Scale Pan Demon personally.

This time, the Scale Pan Demon did not take out mysterious crystals for him, but opened the mechanism on the bottom floor, revealing a pitch-black large hole with a diameter of at least three zhang.

This hole didn't know where it led, and it was quiet without even a bit of cold wind.

Thousands of weights jumped out of the treasure house, carrying every box of mysterious crystals and dumping them into this large hole with a "clatter."

This was not a small-caliber opening like a bottomless bag; the Scale Pan Demon dumped tens of thousands of jin into it in an instant.

But this large hole was still bottomless; dumping so many mysterious crystals in, one couldn't even hear a splash.

This was also a bottomless pit.

And in the Wenhui Pavilion, True Person Thousand Illusions turned around and walked two steps. A gust of wind blew, and his figure became somewhat dissipated.

Is this old fellow about to dissipate his form? He He Lingchuan immediately opened his mouth: "Immortal Venerable, please stay. I have something to ask!"

He had extended a helping hand during the Reversed Sea's crisis, and the Illusion Sect from top to bottom owed him this favor. Now that he wanted to ask a few questions, True Person Thousand Illusions couldn't be so petty as to refuse to speak. So Thousand Illusions stopped his steps, the changes in his figure also stopped, and he tilted his head slightly.

This was waiting for He He Lingchuan to ask questions, so he didn't waste time:

"What is the feeling of being integrated with the Reversed Sea? Can you clearly perceive everything that happens within the cave dwelling?"

He immediately opened his mode of seeking knowledge. After all, the opportunity to ask a true immortal questions was rare even in ancient times.

It was clear that True Person Thousand Illusions knew about He He Lingchuan's previous conversations with Xiao Wencheng and the Illusion Sect elders.

Thousand Illusions didn't even ask a single question about the battle between the Illusion Sect and the Tiangong, so he must have grasped it more completely than anyone else.

"Body becoming chaos, mysterious and mysterious." Thousand Illusions paused his steps and turned slowly, "No consciousness, no thought, all-knowing and all-powerful."

These words were somewhat profound; Dong Rui frowned and pondered, while He He Lingchuan secretly said, so that's how it is.

Thousand Illusions meant that when he integrated into this small world, he was the world, and the world was him; he had no self-consciousness, no ability to think, but he knew everything and could even lend his abilities to his disciples to use.

He He Lingchuan also remembered the huge figure in the red sea of the Great Fang Hu.

That giant monster that swallowed everything was chaos. And Thousand Illusions said he had become the chaos of the Reversed Sea small world?

So, what was chaos itself embodied from? Dong Rui also leaned over to seek an answer: "Immortal Venerable, is this world under our feet real or illusory?"

The Illusion Sect could previously change the terrain and perform great divine powers through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, which was clearly borrowing the power of the illusion realm; but there were mines underground, and the soil could grow spirit herbs, which was very real.

Thousand Illusions did not answer directly: "Is it real or illusory, does it matter?"

Dong Rui shook his head very honestly: "Don't understand."

Perhaps it was because they had resolved the Illusion Sect's crisis, or perhaps for other reasons, Thousand Illusions showed rare patience toward them.

He pointed to the lotus flower on the offering table: "This flower is real, right?"

Dong Rui nodded.

Thousand Illusions summoned a mirror and stood it beside the vase, then pointed to the lotus flower in the mirror: "The flower in the mirror is an illusion, right?"

Dong Rui nodded again.

"Come here."

Dong Rui stood in front of the mirror as instructed, so there was also a "Dong Rui" in the mirror.

Thousand Illusions brushed his hand across the mirror surface, and the "Dong Rui" in the mirror moved, looked left and right, as if he hadn't discovered the original self outside the mirror, but saw the lotus flower in front of him.

He looked down at it twice, picked up a lotus flower, brought it to his nose and smelled it, showing an expression of "how fragrant."

"To the 'you' in the mirror, is this lotus flower real?"

"Yes. But... the 'me' in the mirror is not real."

"Are you sure?" Thousand Illusions said faintly, "How do you know?"

Dong Rui was amused: since his original self was standing here, the one in the mirror was naturally an illusion.

Thousand Illusions added: "You see the boundary between real and illusion is this mirror, right?"

"... Yes." Outside the mirror is real, inside the mirror is illusion.

"Then what if this mirror disappears?" Thousand Illusions snapped his fingers, and the mirror dissipated in response; everything inside the mirror naturally disappeared as well, "Is the flower on the offering table real or fake?"

Dong Rui reached out and took a lotus flower, and a few drops of clear water were brought out on the flower stem. The texture of the petals was not silky, but rather had a bit of cloth-like roughness; this was the unique feel of lotus petals, "It is real."

"Is it?" Thousand Illusions pointed to the side, "Look there again."

(End of chapter)