"But child of the Namgung family. Why is another's magic remaining on your body?"
"What do you an by that?"
As Namgung Hui tilted his head and asked, the Demonic Phantom stroked her chin and half-closed her eyes.
"It's just as I said. Soone has cast a spell on your body. And it's quite a high-level spell. I imdiately dispelled it because I felt uneasy, but it's no ordinary skill. Since I only noticed it now, it's probably natural that you didn't know until now."
"..."
If he didn't have a clue, he wouldn't know, but among the people Namgung Hui had t so far, there were those who wouldn't be strange to know high-level magic.
First of all, the Blood Qilin he had t most recently.
She had used the barrier, which was a type of magic, with great skill.
And hadn't she even had a power struggle with him?
In that process, it wouldn't have been strange if so kind of magic had remained on Namgung Hui's body.
But Namgung Hui judged that she, whom he had respectfully called Great-Aunt-in-Law, would not have left such a spell on his body.
If so, another candidate was the First General.
He had a strange spiritual eye called the Three Eyes, and since he didn't seem to have learned martial arts, he thought he might be a magic user instead.
Because those who possessed a spiritual eye usually had their upper dantian opened, so it was easy to learn magic.
The next candidate was Cheongi-ja, whom he had t with the First General.
The people of the Jegal family had clear minds and showed a talent for Qin Dunjia rather than martial arts.
Since magic was also a type of Qin Dunjia.
If it was Cheongi-ja, whose intentions were still unknown, it wouldn't be strange at all if he had left a spell on Namgung Hui's body.
'There are many who are trying to monitor . This is why being popular is also a problem.'
Although the direction of his popularity was slightly distorted, it was true that Namgung Hui was popular in many ways.
The Hoicheon Association, the Blood Cult, the masters of the orthodox faction.
Besides them, countless marriage proposals were pouring in at this very mont.
"You have a face that has many guesses. The Jade Qilin of the Namgung family is quite handso, right? You're going to have a hard ti because of won in the future."
"Master, can you also read faces?"
"I can read them roughly, but how can I read your face when I don't even know it? I'm just saying the situation is like that. Anyway. Now that you've tasted illusion, do you have a sense of how to deal with it?"
Although it was rough, he did have a sense.
First of all, the beginning of illusion was sight.
He shouldn't look into the eyes of the caster who was casting the illusion.
"First, I have to avoid the magic user's gaze. After that, I'll have to block the other five senses one by one."
"A good answer. Yes. When I made eye contact with you, I had already planted the seed. Of course, since your realms were high, if you had set your mind to it, you could have shaken it off."
Although the Demonic Phantom spoke lightly, illusion was not a trick that could be shaken off just by setting one's mind to it.
Well, if he had ditated or imdiately entered into circulation, he might have been able to solve it, but doing such an act in the middle of a battle was no different from a suicide act.
Realistically, he would have to wait for the illusion to subside while making a fuss.
In that process, there was a high probability that the one who would be hard would be the ally next to him.
That was why, in the Righteous-Demonic War, there were many cases of killing one's sworn brothers due to the Demonic Phantom.
'Besides, he hasn't even cast a high-level illusion yet. This must be an easy type of illusion.'
Of course, it wouldn't be a completely basic illusion.
Because Namgung Hui and Beak Seolhwa would not be fooled by such a novice spell.
"But even if you block the five senses, it's not like you won't be caught in an illusion at all. Will you try blocking your five senses?"
Namgung Hui, as the Demonic Phantom said, closed his eyes and then slowly erased the rest of his senses one by one.
In the first place, the act of blocking the senses like this was also quite a difficult task.
Because it ant that he could perfectly understand and control his body.
Namgung Hui, who easily perford such a high-level technique.
The Demonic Phantom also looked at him with a rather interested gaze as Namgung Hui blocked his five senses in an instant.
"Now I'll cast the illusion. Don't be surprised no matter what happens. It's all an illusion."
If she was going to warn him so kindly, it would have been nice if she had told him before.
At least he wouldn't have been rebuked by Seomun Hye for holding Beak Seolhwa's hand.
After the Demonic Phantom's words ended, a subtle sensation brushed past his mind, and the scenery slowly changed, and before he knew it, Namgung Hui was on a battlefield.
"Waaaah! Kill the demonic heads!"
"Don't spare the hypocrites of the orthodox faction!"
'This is the entrance to the Valley of Despair, right? Is this a mory from my past life?'
As expected of an illusion, it brought out another's mory at will.
Since it wasn't a sight that Namgung Hui particularly liked, he couldn't help but frown.
A sea of corpses and blood.
Corpses were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed, forming a sea.
He wondered who would like the sight of a battlefield that was reminiscent of a pandemonium.
And on that battlefield, he saw the figure of a familiar person.
Beak Seolhwa. No, Sosu Mahu.
She, the Vice Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, was approaching Namgung Hui.
"Thunder God. Let's see the end today. I will burn your soul and appease the souls of the cult mbers."
In his past life, that murderous look was very familiar, but now, he couldn't get used to it.
He didn't want to see such a sight, nor did he want to fight.
Only then did he realize why the Demonic Phantom had shown him this illusion.
'Is she showing the situation I fear the most? Because turning into an enemy with Seolhwa is the scene I avoid the most...'
Starting as an enemy, they had beco friends before he knew it.
And if he put her on a scale with other friends, she was the only one who would sink deep.
Although he couldn't dare to asure the weight of friendship, he could guarantee the weight of that emotion as much as Beak Seolhwa.
Unlike Namgung Hui's will, his mouth opened on its own, and a voice ca out.
"Sosu Mahu. I'll make today your death anniversary. Since you're the Vice Cult Leader, the cult mbers will at least hold a morial service for you. Hahaha!"
"Hmph! Who's talking. You won't even have anyone to hold a morial service for you, so I'll do it for you. Instead, give your head!"
-Kang!
Sosu Mahu wrapped her white, slender hands in a purple aura and swung at Namgung Hui's neck.
This series of processes was so fast that the aura flew before her voice reached Namgung Hui's ears.
But it was a scene that Namgung Hui was so familiar with that he could block this blow even with his eyes closed.
Sosu Mahu always ca close like this on the first attack and shoved her face in.
As if to catch up after a long ti.
'Seolhwa's face was beautiful at that ti too. Perhaps because of the side effects of the Sosu Demonic Art, she didn't get wrinkles, and her skin was as white and radiant as snow.'
Rather, wasn't it because of that appearance that she got the title of witch?
It was natural for a person to get wrinkles on their skin as they aged, but Sosu Mahu did not age, as if she had learned the art of preserving her youthful appearance.
It was presud to be one of the side effects of the ice art, and perhaps because her skin contracted due to the cold qi, wrinkles did not form well.
On top of that, her profound internal energy must have also had an effect.
Because the Sosu Demonic Art, in a similar context to the Boy Art, gave a huge amount of internal energy in exchange for not getting close to n.
-Kang! Kagagang! Pak!
And so, the boring fight was reenacted in front of his eyes.
Namgung Hui closed his eyes and spread his consciousness far.
Then, he began to see other scenes, not the scene of fighting with Beak Seolhwa.
'That's my sworn brother and the Heavenly Demon, right? As expected, they were moving their positions.'
And as Namgung Hui had guessed, they were flying in the direction of the Kunlun Mountains.
They were moving so fast that his sworn brother was flying on his sword.
The so-called Sword-Riding Flight.
The essence of sword art, which was even more outstanding than the realm of simple sword control.
It wasn't just for show, but because it boasted a truly practical and trendous speed.
While Namgung Hui was lost in thought for a mont, his sworn brother disappeared into a dot.
And the Heavenly Demon was the sa.
After dismissing his subordinates, he kicked off the air and flew.
Heavenly Stride? Or Void Steps? Void-Treading Steps?
That was not a legendary lightness technique, but just moving with the power of internal energy.
The Heavenly Demon Divine Art was a divine art with extre destructive power.
He just kicked the air, but he flew at almost the sa speed as his sworn brother.
'As expected, I shouldn't let the Heavenly Demon Divine Art fall into the hands of the Blood Cult. To show such power even in a lightness technique.'
Namgung Hui once again imprinted the direction in which his sworn brother and the Heavenly Demon had disappeared in his eyes and nodded slightly.
And at the sa ti.
-Puhak!
Sosu Mahu's leg flew off.
And Namgung Hui's left wrist also flew off.
"Keuk! How dare you take my leg...!"
"And didn't you take my wrist, Mahu? Then let's see what you'll give next."
And so, Namgung Hui closed his eyes tightly at the continuing bloody battle with Sosu Mahu and focused his mind.
This was an illusion.
To be precise, it was an unconscious mory remaining in Namgung Hui's mind.
If so, if it was a mory being reenacted from Namgung Hui, there was no reason he couldn't stop it himself.
'It's not just about blocking the five senses, it's about blocking sothing else. Then where...'
The place that governed mory was the brain.
It was no different from saying that the brain was the upper dantian.
Namgung Hui's upper dantian had been opened long ago when he was struck by lightning.
And he could fully recognize and utilize it.
Namgung Hui focused his mind on the Baihui acupoint and observed his upper dantian.
A faint wave was felt from the part of the brain that governed mory.
As expected, a subtle wave had been created in sync with the illusion cast by the Demonic Phantom.
If so, if he just suppressed that wave, the illusion in front of him would disappear.
Namgung Hui slowly began to suppress the wave of ki by matching it in reverse.
The wave slowly lost its force and stopped.
And as that wave weakened, the illusion in front of him also faded and disappeared.
Although Namgung Hui was secretly glad to see Sosu Mahu after a long ti, it was not a very pleasant feeling at that ti.
It was a battlefield where hundreds, thousands of people had died.
If he had liked and enjoyed such a scene, Namgung Hui would have been better off becoming a demonic head.
And so, as the illusion disappeared, the Demonic Phantom greeted Namgung Hui with a rather surprised expression.
"How on earth did you break the illusion? I haven't taught you the dispelling thod yet, have I?"
"If you just grasp the basic principle, it's not a difficult task to break it. Besides, it wasn't a very pleasant mory. I just broke it on my own."
"Hmm... An unpleasant mory? The illusion I cast on you wasn't that. What on earth did you see that you call it an unpleasant mory?"
Namgung Hui glanced at Beak Seolhwa and then continued.
"I just watched my enemy from my past life and people dying in droves."
"Past life? Hahaha! Was it a joke? Indeed, the illusion I cast was a spell that made you recall a mory you absolutely needed. I hope it was helpful."
Indeed, as the Demonic Phantom had said, since he had clearly rembered the direction in which the Heavenly Demon and his sworn brother had disappeared.
The journey to find the Heavenly Demon Divine Art seed to be sowhat easier.
So he beca even more puzzled.
Why was the Demonic Phantom showing such favor to Namgung Hui, who was just a stranger?
At first, he had thought it was because of the Saintess, Seong Sohui, but that was already a settled matter.
And the scene she had shown him now, along with the illusion, was a favor she didn't have to bestow.
That was why Namgung Hui was about to ask the Demonic Phantom again.
"Demonic Phantom! The military strategist Bukgung has invaded with his troops!"
It seed an uninvited guest had co in a swarm.
(End of Chapter)
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