Chapter 278: Dual Dreamscape

Meng Wuji let out a wretched "Ah" scream; the real pain snapped him out of the Illusion Realm instantly. But at this moment, he had already sustained serious injuries.

If he were to fight desperately with Ye Liuyun now, Ye Liuyun would also need a hard battle.

From start to finish, Ye Liuyun never intended to engage him directly. The illusion technique he just used was actually a dual illusion, overlapping with reality.

Meng Wuji never realized he was still inside the Illusion Realm. He only saw Ye Liuyun strolling toward him, a foot stepping on his face, trampling him mercilessly.

"Didn't you say you'd let me see your strength? Is this your strength? Now you're trying to show off, yet you're being stepped on by me! Ha ha! You'll never be able to flaunt yourself by defeating me in this lifetime! A waste like you isn't even fit to fetch my shoes. You've only trained a few years early; in reality, you're nothing…"

Meng Wuji fell back into the Illusion Realm, his anger ignited by Ye Liuyun's words, his whole body trembling.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun was actually not moving at all, just standing in place watching him.

And Meng Wuji, trampled under Ye Liuyun's foot in the Illusion Realm, had his once proud mindset completely crushed.

At this moment he struggled on the ground, shouting, "Impossible! I cannot lose! You can't treat me like this; you know how much I've sacrificed for this day!"

Then he went hysterical again. "Junior Disciple Mingxin! You're still alive? That's wonderful! I didn't intend to kill you, it was just for that Cross-Boundary Pill. Junior sister? Don't blame me for drugging you. If I hadn't sent you to the Holy Son, he would have killed me…"

In the Illusion Realm, Meng Wuji saw the junior brother and junior sister he had killed, who had not truly vanished, now appearing before him, forcing him to explain his past crimes.

Everyone was shocked by Meng Wuji's past and began shouting curses.

"That guy will use any means to raise his realm!"

"So Meng Wuji is that kind of person, pfft, pretending to be human. Such trash, unfit for cultivation!"

Even the Qingfeng Academy disciples were seething with hatred. Meng Wuji had confessed all his past frauds and deceptions against them, even the slaughter of fellow sect members and framing of Elders.

At this point, the backgrounds Meng Wuji saw were real; only the few people before him were illusory.

The Divine Sword Palace Elder, seeing this, immediately declared Ye Liuyun the winner and ordered the Qingfeng Academy disciples to carry Meng Wuji down.

Meng Wuji saw a few disciples come up to lift him, still pleading for their forgiveness. Those disciples gave him no kind looks, grabbed his legs and dragged him off the stage, then kicked him a few times after he was down.

Seeing everyone curse him, Meng Wuji became even more unable to tell whether he was in the Illusion Realm or the real world.

Ye Liuyun was somewhat surprised that his dual Illusion Realm could create such realistic images.

"It seems this Meng Wuji has done too many bad deeds; he has ghosts in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't fall for the illusion so easily."

Ye Liuyun had already withdrawn the illusion, yet Meng Wuji's expression remained unchanged. His mindset seemed utterly shattered, making it hard to emerge from this shadow.

While people kept criticizing Meng Wuji, the participating disciples were all terrified. If Ye Liuyun were to pull the same trick on them, their secrets would be exposed. Most importantly, their martial spirit might collapse completely, leaving them not only defeated but also infamous.

Their eyes now full of fear when they looked at Ye Liuyun. Others at most kill a person and then step on the ground, but Ye Liuyun kills by crushing the soul!

"This Ye Liuyun is not only a killing star, but also a Demon!"

They all thought that way. So in the battles that followed, any disciple who faced Ye Liuyun surrendered as soon as they stepped onto the stage. Even holy artifacts couldn't block Ye Liuyun's Spiritual Soul Attack, so why would they disgrace themselves further?

Next, Tong Wei and Lin Feier both stepped onto the arena.

Lin Feier's sword, with its sharp, fierce sword intent, was powerful; if she unleashed it, Tong Wei would certainly be unable to block a single strike.

Now it depends on Tong Wei's eye technique—whether he can restrain Lin Feier and prevent her from drawing her sword. If successful, Tong Wei wins; if he fails, Lin Feier wins.

Their duel was destined to conclude in a very short time, so everyone held their breath while watching their fight.

Tong Wei clearly knew his own strengths and weaknesses. Upon stepping onto the stage, he said directly, "If you can draw your sword and slash at me, you win!"

"Fine!" Lin Feier didn't waste words. She rarely speaks, and her demeanor, like her sword intent, is aggressive, sharp, and forbidding.

As soon as the match began, Lin Feier tried to draw her sword. No matter how fast she was, she couldn't outrun Tong Wei's gaze; when his eyes fell on her, her drawing motion abruptly halted.

The crowd saw Lin Feier trembling violently, her sword only a short segment out, yet she gritted her teeth and kept pulling, slowly but steadily extracting the blade piece by piece.

Ye Liuyun didn't know what Lin Feier had endured, but he was certain it was illusion. From her painful expression, he could guess her Soul was also suffering.

After one breath's time, the sword was pulled out another segment,

the second breath's time…

the third breath's time…

This counted as the slowest sword‑drawing the crowd had ever seen!

Sweat streamed from Lin Feier's body, and she kept trembling, yet the sword continued to glide out slowly.

"What a strong will in this woman!" Ye Liuyun observed that her Soul wasn't particularly strong; she was relying on sheer willpower to stubbornly pull the sword out bit by bit.

Ye Liuyun knew that the three breaths outside equated to several hours in the Soul realm; the fact that Lin Feier remained standing showed a perseverance beyond ordinary people.

Looking at Tong Wei, he was drenched in sweat, jaw clenched, likely still pouring all his effort into attacking Lin Feier's Soul.

At the fourth breath, Lin Feier fully drew the sword.

At the fifth breath, Lin Feier raised the sword.

At the sixth breath, "Boom!" the aura around Lin Feier erupted suddenly, and the sword's blade flashed with light.

"I concede!" Tong Wei gave up, collapsing sweaty on the ground.

As the Elder announced Lin Feier's victory, she finally couldn't hold on and collapsed unconscious.

Elders from both sides hurriedly carried the two of them down for treatment.

The other matches continued. When it was Meng Wuji's turn again, he immediately surrendered, looking like a defeated rooster that wouldn't even lift its head.

Thus, the fourth and fifth places in this Seven Sects Grand Contest were quickly decided as Mo Ya and Tang Hao, while the top three were left for Ye Liuyun, Lin Feier, and Tong Wei to contest.

Because Tong Wei and Lin Feier were seriously injured, Ye Liuyun didn't want to exploit the situation. After obtaining Ye Liuyun's consent, the competition was temporarily halted, and everyone returned to rest for a night, to fight again tomorrow.