Chapter 1690: The Illusionary Realm

"All participants must pass the Great Illusion Realm to qualify for the second round, which lasts for one day. Si Tu Reading

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"This sect master warns you that once you enter the illusion, you cannot exit halfway. If you lack confidence in your own spiritual beliefs, you must not enter it, so as not to... go without return!"

Yu Tingtian said seriously, stretched out his hand and pressed the void, and the flashing portal suddenly came alive like a huge mouth of the abyss, and in the blink of an eye it became an entrance about ten feet in size.

The black mist flowed and surged in it, and a trace of cold breath was revealed.

But Yu Tingtian's words were nothing to those inscription masters who thought highly of themselves and wanted to show their skills in the conference, and they did not have much deterrent effect.

Before his voice faded, dozens of people in the front line jumped up together and couldn't wait to dive into it.

The inscription masters who came one after another disappeared one by one like dumplings.

"Sister, let's go without delay!" After the crowd thinned out, Ye Feng called out to Luo Mi, moved his steps, and leaped towards the entrance.

"Okay."

Luo Mi nodded slightly and followed quickly.

Luo Mi is the proud disciple of Master Nie of the Inscription Hall. In addition, she has an extraordinary temperament and beautiful appearance. There are countless inscription masters and inscription masters who want to team up with her, but she rejected them all.

Instead, Luo Mi took the initiative to invite Ye Feng to team up.

Luo Mi had a strange intuition about this outer sect brother who had done many incredible things in less than a year after joining the sect.

That is... as long as you follow Ye Feng, you can often witness the birth of miracles.

I wonder if there will be an exception this time?

...

Looking at the continuous influx of people, some elders watching the game in the square were moved.

The Inscription Master Conference brought together talents from all over the world. Apart from the contestants from the two sects, there were more contestants from other major forces, including some senior inscription masters who were already famous and competed with the younger generation.

Of course, the purpose of the Inscription Master Conference is to support young inscription masters. It is not a glorious thing for the older generation to participate, but the rewards of the conference are too tempting, so they don’t care about their face.

"Hahaha..."

Among the several major camps below, someone stepped out. It was Niu Sanbian, the elder who guarded the Sutra Dojo of Tianyuan Sect.

This person laughed in a weird way and said to the Diyuan Sect opposite: "I hope your sect can jump out a few masters this time. The championship always falls on our sect. It’s time to change it. Otherwise, wouldn’t my Tianyuan Sect be too lonely?"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen elders on the Diyuan Sect’s side all looked cold.

Niu Sanbian’s words were obviously mocking the Diyuan Sect.

"Elder Niu, why bother to say so much? The conference has not officially started yet. The outcome will be known only when the time comes." Elder He swung the whisk in his hand and replied unhappily.

The two sect leaders had the Lord of Chixiao City beside them, so they should at least maintain harmony, but the elders below, who usually suppressed their rage, began to show it.

"Elder He, you misunderstood. Your sect invited Gongzi Yuan to help, so it is naturally sure to win. Moreover... I heard that your sect recently has a disciple named Ye Feng who threatened to trample all the inscription masters of my Tianyuan Sect under his feet. I really want to see it."

Niu Sanbian smiled but didn't smile, deliberately raising his voice.

The faces of the elders of Diyuan Sect froze, showing shame and anger. Niu Sanbian was mocking them for calling for external help, but this was an ironclad fact that they had no choice but to admit.

As for Ye Feng's matter, it was a hot topic a few days ago. Others may not know it, but they know it very well.

It's just that there is a grudge between the former and Yuanmeng.

"Hahaha... I won't say much. Let's wait and see how the masters of Diyuan Sect perform."

Seeing the elders of Diyuan Sect being humiliated, Niu Sanbian and the people of Tianyuan Sect were in a good mood and turned their eyes to the direction of the illusion proudly.

"Old immortal thing..."

Even Elder He, who is usually very calm, couldn't help but curse. As far as inscription masters are concerned, Diyuan Sect is inferior to Tianyuan Sect, and it is inevitable to suffer humiliation from Tianyuan Sect.

The other elders were also indignant, but they could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Now... the only hope is on Gongzi Yuan, hoping that he can crush the heroes and win the championship of the Inscription Master Conference.

Several other inscription masters in the sect who have a certain talent for inscriptions, such as Luo Mi, still need some time to hone their skills and it is impossible for them to make much progress in this conference.

As for Ye Feng, in their eyes, he is not a dark horse... but a black fish, whose only use is to disrupt the situation.

...

Swish!

Leaping into the air, following the rolling crowd, Ye Feng quickly plunged into the illusionary passage.

The moment he entered, the external breath was quickly isolated, and a scorching wind and waves rushed towards him, blowing him to stagger before he could barely stand.

Ye Feng looked up.

The current space is quite strange, which is different from what you see outside. The internal space is actually very huge. A few miles away, strange peaks rise up and go straight into the sky, stretching for an unknown distance. There are jagged rocks and towering ancient trees on both sides, filled with a strong primitive atmosphere.

What is even more surprising is that the scenery seen in front of the eyes is constantly changing.

It is confusing to be true or false.

"Junior Brother Ye, those may be real or false. You must distinguish them clearly before you can step into them. Otherwise, once you get lost and miss the time, you can only wait here until the next secret realm opens."

Luo Mi appeared beside Ye Feng, with a solemn face, reminding him.

No one knows when the next time will open.

It may be five years, or it may be ten or twenty years, so if you can't get out within the specified time, you will basically fall here.

"Let's go and take a look."

Ye Feng nodded carefully, sent out a few strands of mental power, and then led Luo Mi forward.

After entering here, almost everyone released their mental power to detect the true and false changes in the surrounding world.

"Ah..."

Less than an incense stick of time, there were already many screams around.

Ye Feng saw with his own eyes that several inscription masters who rushed to the top of a mountain not far away had not yet stood firm, and suddenly the mountain peak cracked a huge hole, and the figure disappeared instantly.

This scene made Ye Feng frown. There was no doubt that what he saw was not real.

In his perception, the mountains that seemed peaceful were actually a space full of distortions. Once he made a mistake in judgment, he would be instantly teleported to other places, and he might also be torn into pieces.

Fortunately, his mental power was strong enough. After rushing to the fifteenth level, the sharpness of the six senses increased greatly, and he could basically distinguish the true and false of the surrounding environment.

After leading Luo Mi to avoid several dangerous areas, Luo Mi looked at Ye Feng with a little more passion in her eyes.

Luo Mi also sensed most of the dangerous environments just now, but there was one that she was not aware of clearly.

According to this situation, Ye Feng's mental perception is indeed more acute than hers...