Chapter 429: You call this a bit weak?

Five days later.

There was a slight sound in the fire cave, and Du Shuang's gaze looked at the fire cocoon for the first time.

As an innate martial artist, at such a close distance, no matter how small the movement, it could not escape the perception of spiritual sense.

As his gaze fell on the fire cocoon, cracks began to appear on the fire cocoon.

Crack, crack, crack.

Sounds like eggshells breaking continued to come out. Du Shuang stared fixedly, wanting to see what changes Lin Chen would have after breaking out of the cocoon this time.

Crack!

When the loudest sound came out, the entire fire cocoon shattered completely, and a wave of energy struck.

Du Shuang's eyes began to become blank.

In front of him, there was no existence of Lin Chen's figure, only a pair of dark blue eyes.

Just by looking at these eyes, Du Shuang not only became blank in expression, but his whole person also began to gradually become dull.

"Wake up!"

A voice came, Du Shuang's whole person shivered, the pair of dark blue eyes in front of him disappeared, and when he reacted, Elder Zhuang didn't know when he was standing beside him, and Lin Chen was also standing in front of him.

"Brother Du, sorry, just now I couldn't control it."

Lin Chen apologized to Du Shuang. At the moment of breaking the shell, he couldn't control his energy, causing

Fortunately, Elder Zhuang arrived in time, preventing Du Shuang from sinking into the illusion, so his spiritual sense remained unharmed.

"Elder Zhuang, Brother Lin... what exactly is going on? That pair of eyes just now?"

A look of lingering fear remained on Du Shuang's face. Although he didn't know what had happened, the image of those eyes still lingered in his mind, and he felt a deep sense of trembling in the depths of his spiritual sense.

"You fell into Lin Chen's illusion. As a Xiantian martial artist, you didn't even realize you had fallen into an illusion; it is simply foolish."

Hearing Elder Zhuang's reprimand, Du Shuang's face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head in embarrassment. He truly hadn't realized when he had fallen into the illusion.

He himself was at the late stage of the first Xiantian realm, and even he hadn't been able to detect it; didn't that mean Lin Chen was almost invincible within the Xiantian realm?

Hiss!

How long had Lin Chen been breaking through to the Xiantian realm? According to news from the Canglan Sect, it hadn't even been half a year, while he himself had already broken through to the Xiantian realm for five full years.

"Get lost."

Zhuang Lie waved his hand impatiently. Du Shuang understood that Elder Zhuang wanted to ask Lin Chen about the Wujin Shenxiang Jue. He also wanted to listen from the side, but looking at Elder Zhuang's expression, he was clearly in a bad mood, and it was better not to court disaster.

"This disciple takes his leave."

Du Shuang left, and Zhuang Lie looked at Lin Chen: "What kind of change is this third transformation of your Wujin Shenxiang Jue?"

Hearing Elder Zhuang's question, Lin Chen didn't answer, but with a thought, his form changed the next moment.

His originally jet-black long hair was now replaced by a three-colored flame flow, and his face was covered by a mask woven from three types of flame textures. The golden wings that were originally behind him now appeared on his shoulders, resembling shoulder guards, with a reddish-gold luster flowing over them.

As Lin Chen moved his mind, this pair of golden guards extended backward to a length of three feet; they were no longer wing-shaped, but more like two long golden blades.

And his entire body was now covered in a layer of reddish-gold armor, covering most of the key parts of his torso.

This was the form of the third transformation of the Wujin Shenxiang Jue.

Lin Chen didn't explain in words because he didn't know how to describe it either. If it were in his past life, he could have said that his form was a bit like a mecha warrior transformation, but it was clear that the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao didn't have the word "mecha."

"War Puppet form?"

Zhuang Lie saw Lin Chen change his form, but there was a look of surprise in his eyes; this third transformation was worlds apart from Lin Chen's previous two forms.

This was the magical part of the Wujin Shenxiang Jue; no one could predict what form it would eventually become.

Even with the same three types of Xiantian fire, the order in which they were refined would result in different forms.

"War Puppet?"

Lin Chen didn't expect Elder Zhuang to describe it this way, but then he thought of the war puppets he had seen at the Qingtian Sect ruins, and they really were somewhat similar.

"You haven't been in the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao for long, so it's normal that you don't understand war puppets. Once you go to the Qianji Domain or meet disciples from the Qianji Domain, you will know about war puppets. There are many martial artists in the Qianji Domain who mainly rely on refined war puppets to fight enemies."

Zhuang Lie heard Lin Chen's soft words and thought Lin Chen didn't understand war puppets, so he explained simply.

"This junior understands."

"Can this form of yours create illusions?"

"Yes."

Lin Chen nodded. Beneath the mask, his pupils had faint blue light dancing, and a vortex of stars was reflected within them. An invisible energy fluctuation radiated from his body.

Zhuang Lie's old eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand lifted gently, and his fingers pressed down through the air; he saw energy rippling out from his fingertips.

The illusion collapsed before it could even form.

"This illusion of yours is effective against the first Xiantian realm. Against the second Xiantian realm, I'm afraid it can only trap them for a few breaths. If the opponent is prepared in advance, it will be difficult to be effective."

Zhuang Lie gave his judgment, and Lin Chen also smiled: "Senior is right, this junior's illusion is indeed still a bit weak."

"Weak?"

If he hadn't seen that the expression on Lin Chen's face didn't look fake, he would have suspected that this kid was pretending to be humble.