Chapter 1927: You Just Had to Provoke Me
Chapter 1927: Chapter 1927: You Just Had to Provoke Me
Smack...
Another palm struck heavily on Xiao Yi’s body.
"Poof." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.
Smack...
Another palm, chilling and cold, came from behind Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was prepared, and struck back with his own palm.
However, there was not even a shadow behind him.
Xiao Yi’s palm hit the air.
On the contrary, his chest inexplicably suffered another palm strike, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Such eerie means." Xiao Yi frowned tightly.
It was the first time he encountered such a tenacious opponent.
Whoosh...
Suddenly, a sea of flowers swirled in the air.
The petals, visible to the naked eye, were a dazzling array of colors.
Xiao Yi was shocked and struck out with his palm, but it passed straight through as if hitting nothing but air.
Instead, the flower dance whirled around him, sending him flying heavily.
"Poof." Xiao Yi again spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Mist Flower, is it real or fake?"
Whoosh...
Suddenly, from all directions, waves rolled and crashed like a tidal sea.
As Xiao Yi expected, his palm struck empty air again, only for him to be instantly submerged by the waves.
A radius of a thousand meters was turned into a vast swamp.
Bright flower petals floated on the surface.
The colorful flowers spread across the water, vivid and dreamlike.
But the water gradually stopped rippling and stilled like a motionless pond.
The flowers gradually lost their brilliance, first withering, then blackening, and finally becoming a scene of deathly stillness.
Within the flower sea, submerged underwater, Xiao Yi felt a suffocating sensation rapidly surge up in his mind.
"Ugh." Xiao Yi let out a muffled groan.
He wanted to break through the water, but it felt as heavy as a thousand weights.
Being within was like being crushed by a mountain, the immense pressure permeated all around.
The flowers that once swayed in deathly stillness transformed into flower dust, drifting lightly down.
The flower dust fell before Xiao Yi’s eyes.
Xiao Yi gradually sensed the presence of death.
"How can it be?" Xiao Yi was shocked to his core.
He had unleashed all his Poison Power, yet he was unable to exert any strength.
The intense suffocating sensation became increasingly unbearable.
"Hehe." At this time, the familiar "pleasing" laughter penetrated through the layers of water waves and entered Xiao Yi’s ears.
As the laughter faded, everything around dissolved away.
There was no dreamlike place, no flower-filled skies, no crashing tidal waves.
The suffocation was not from anything external, but from... Xiao Yi’s own hands.
Those powerful hands were tightly gripping his own throat.
Xiao Yi’s eyes widened in shock.
If this surrounding illusion hadn’t suddenly disappeared, he might have strangled himself to death.
"Hehe." Shui Ninghan covered her mouth with a smile, "Deacon Xiao Xun, how did that feeling just now feel?"
"A dreamy paradise, splendid to the extreme, yet it is a deadly trap."
"When you come to your senses, it’s yourself trying to take your own life."
"Making me dislike you can be fatal." Shui Ninghan laughed, her smile bright and cheerful, seeming like the carefree smile of an ordinary girl.
"Alright." Shui Ninghan stopped smiling, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "Today’s conversation ends here for now."
"Leave that Desert Shadow Spider Bone, and Deacon Xiao Xun can leave safely."
"In the future, for our next conversation, I hope it will be a pleasant one."
Xiao Yi lowered his hand and clenched his fist.
This real touch was naturally much better than the illusion he had just been in.
Opening his fist, Xiao Yi straightened his robe and then removed his hood, revealing a mask that couldn’t completely hide his grim and ugly appearance.
He smoothed and folded the wide sleeves again.
"Something that’s gotten into my hands, you want me to spit it out, huh."
"Miss Shui, you seem to underestimate me."
Xiao Yi’s grinning mouth gradually turned into a slight upward curl.
Compared to this oversized black robe, Xiao Yi still preferred the neat and agile feeling.
Shui Ninghan squinted her eyes at this, "It seems the lesson just now wasn’t enough for Deacon Xiao Xun."
"However, this time, I lack the patience."
The smile on Shui Ninghan’s face had completely vanished.
In its place was merely pure coldness.
Yes, coldness.
Nothing else but coldness on her face.
That was the simplest coldness.
Boom...
The area around Xiao Yi transformed once again into a dreamy land.
That illusionary sense of floating swept over Xiao Yi’s entire body once more.
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.
Shui Ninghan’s methods seemed very much like Illusion Dao.
But at the same time, it seemed different from Illusion Dao.
Mere Illusion Dao wouldn’t have trapped Xiao Yi so deeply within it.
Someone with a sufficiently strong Dao Heart wouldn’t fear it.
But Shui Ninghan’s methods, seeming like dreams yet illusions, affected not only the meaning of Illusion Dao but also the Six Senses and spirit.
By simple means, it was even more frightening than the Illusion Dao of the four elders of Mirror Flower Water Moon.
Like a dream, like a phantom, like real, like fake.
Xiao Yi slowly lowered his head.
His eyes beneath the mask suddenly changed.
His left eye was deep, his right eye fiery, a flash of extreme black and red light passed.
Smack...
Yet another chilling cold Palm Wind came crashing through the air.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi’s figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.
That palm did not manage to hit him.
"As expected." Xiao Yi secretly smiled in his heart.
Within this dreamlike realm, not only could he not discern reality from illusion, but his proud perception also became inaccurate.
Even his senses were all blocked.
But this dreamlike realm, though it could deceive a martial artist’s ordinary perception, could not hide from Heaven and Earth Perception.
In Xiao Yi’s Heaven and Earth Perception, there was no trace of Shui Ninghan.
There was only an illusionary Martial Arts Power aura.
Whoosh...
Xiao Yi’s figure disappeared again from where he stood.
Bang...
In just a moment, Xiao Yi’s fist slammed heavily outwards.
In front of him, the expression of disbelief was all over Shui Ninghan’s face.
"How can it be."
"Heh." Xiao Yi let out a cold smile and punched again.
Bang... with a burst of sound.
This time, the one sent flying was Shui Ninghan.
All the surrounding illusions instantly dissipated.
Shui Ninghan spat out a mouthful of blood, her pale face still filled with disbelief.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi’s figure disappeared from where he stood again.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Shui Ninghan.
"Such speed." Shui Ninghan’s pupils contracted.
Xiao Yi slapped down with a single palm, and just the Palm Power alone turned the ground within a thousand meters into powder.
The Poison Power exploded from his hand.
A thousand-meter radius became an area of deadly poison.
"Without that strange dreamlike means, with just your Supreme 9995 Dao cultivation, you don’t even concern me." Xiao Yi sneered coldly.
"I chose not to provoke you, but you insisted on provoking me."
Bang... another slap.
Within ten thousand meters, the ground and mountains ruptured.
Shui Ninghan vomited blood, and her bones seemed to have mostly shattered.
"You..." Shui Ninghan gritted her teeth, trying to say something.
But a powerful hand tightly gripped her throat.
Poison ran rampant on the hand.
The man in front of her, like a monster, showed no trace of compassion.
In his eyes, amid the indifference, there wasn’t even a ripple of emotion.
She had no doubt that this man in front of her would crush her throat and kill her.
"Miss Shui." Whoosh... whoosh...
The two evil cultivators who had been watching the battle instantly took action.
...
End of the first part.