The young man was sprinting madly in a mountain corner.
His legs moved so fast they almost beca afterimages, yet this mad dash didn’t cause his body any discomfort. His expression remained the sa, appearing sowhat ticulous and cautious.
Music filled the air around him, played by a woman with a pipa. The lody was none other than "Ambush from All Sides."
As he stepped forward, he seed to sense sothing, and without any forewarning, he turned back and swung the iron wire in his hand!
Crack—
The illusion shattered.
Unbeknownst to him, a terrifying shadow had appeared behind him, but this dreadful figure didn’t seem to pose any threat.
An entity constructed from Spiritual Energy and Divine Soul had beco almost indistinguishable from a living person. Judging by the sudden appearance of this figure behind the young man, it could easily smash a Core Formation Stage disciple to pieces. Such a disparity in strength naturally invoked fear.
However, judging from Jiang Feng’s not-so-panicked expression, it seed the figure bore him no ill will.
Bzzzz—
The friction between nails and the strings produced a sound, yet it wasn’t an actual sound but more of a resonant harmony created after tuning the lody, barely perceptible only to those extrely sensitive to the breath of Spiritual Energy and Divine Soul.
And then, punching up at the azure sky, surprisingly, a tree branch two feet long descended from above, forcing the young man to dodge urgently, fully tensing his body and pulling his attention to the limit.
His steps were light and graceful. While continually dodging, he even kicked at the air, leaving an imprint and using the force to create distance, a phenonon that would only bewilder onlookers as it defied physics.
Jiang Feng now resembled a mi artist, simply making actions and responses, yet there were none of these chaotic things around him, including the flat terrain before him without any undulating mountains, no trees, and certainly no obstacles.
No one knew why he suddenly stepped into the air or what exactly he was dodging.
"Hmm..."
Fingers tightly gripped the strings.
The complex lodies just now were all played with just two fingers, sothing akin to coaxing a child. The difference between the Divinity Transformation Stage and the initial Core Formation Stage spans more than two Great Realms, not considering the existence of a glitchy ntal thod like the Demon Heart Technique.
Their spiritual energy itself differed by nearly a hundredfold.
Even a disciple at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage had over triple the difference in Spiritual Energy compared to her. Jiang Feng’s evaluation of Yu Ying had always been vague, as the first ti he saw Yu Ying in action, her Divine Soul had been gnawed away.
Had Liu Tangxi taken just a little longer to leave that restraint within Jiang Feng’s body, Yu Ying might already have been a fool. The second ti she acted, he was knocked out like a pig, only to be rescued from Wu Mingsheng’s hands.
But back then, Yu Ying wasn’t even at peak capacity; she barely regained basic mobility. Though her cultivation wasn’t affected, the pain from the damaged Divine Soul ant she couldn’t unleash even half her strength.
Thus, later, Mr. Jiang doubted if Yu Ying’s Divinity Transformation Stage was sowhat exaggerated, considering he’d fought experts of the Nascent Soul Stage afterward and found her speed in defeating Wu Mingsheng wasn’t particularly fast, maybe even slower than Gu Miyun.
But now...
With a flick of her small hand, she wandered leisurely through the woods, not even chasing behind the young man, rely watching Jiang Feng circle around her like a headless fly.
This was the correct perspective.
Indeed, nothing Jiang Feng perceived was real.
The supposed flat land was entirely a fignt of his imagination, or rather, his Divine Soul was manipulated, forcing him to see images within his own mind.
This was completely different from those sisters of the Joyful Sect.
Those from the Joyful Sect used the disruption of your Spiritual Energy, coupled with Magic Treasures, to reflect various images, making you involuntarily fall into illusions, particularly evident at night.
But Yu Ying was different.
She directly stirred the Divine Soul.
His brain’s operations and thoughts were completely disrupted, making the scenes he saw physically and ntally entirely different. It was as if his whole being was dismantled—brain is brain, hand is hand, eye is eye.
It was as if Jiang Feng’s head was unscrewed, eyes plucked out and placed miles away on vast open plains to observe, while a weapon-wielding figure charged at him.
Your body remained in its original place miles away, and your brain takes massive ti to react due to the vast distance from the body. Witnessing these scenes, you’d subconsciously raise your weapon to block.
The result.
Your body, brain, and eyes were not in the sa place. The images of those charging at you with weapons wouldn’t affect your body miles away. Instead, as your body ran, you carelessly fell and shattered to pieces.
An extrely abstract description, but the more abstract the description, the more it ant Jiang Feng couldn’t break such techniques, which explained his current predicant, to put it another way.
If the day he fought Gu Miyun, Jiang Feng hadn’t relied on the remnant soul of the Serpent within him to forcibly reclaim control of his body, then his Divine Soul, detached from his body, would end up just like he is now.
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