Chapter 152: Breaking the Illusion, the Throne, the King!
【Through the verification, you have learned that you are still within an illusion.】
"Just when did it pull me into the illusion?" You pondered for a moment, then began trying to break the illusion.
But no matter how you tried, everything here seemed so real. You punched yourself, and a tremendous pain surged forth.
"Senior, what are you doing?" The Demoness looked at you with incomprehension, not knowing why you would harm yourself.
"Isn't it supposed to read my inner thoughts? Good, good, good!" You began trying other methods.
You fabricated ancient myths and legends. All manner of ancient gods appeared in the Underworld, and the entire Underworld was filled with the auras of powerhouses.
Finally, you even fabricated Pangu, who split the heavens from the earth!
In the world before you, a massive axe suddenly appeared and cleaved toward the sky. The entire world shattered to pieces.
The Underworld you stood in began to collapse! To crumble!
"What, what exactly happened?" The Demoness looked at the scene of apocalypse, terrified beyond measure.
"Senior, I don't want to die! Let's flee, quickly!" The Demoness grabbed you, trying to pull you along to escape.
You were unmoved. You directly smashed the Demoness dead on the spot with a single punch, simply because you knew everything here was false!
The entire world turned into emptiness. You died.
You opened your eyes and surveyed your surroundings. The Demoness beside you had her eyes tightly shut, curled up on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
Directly ahead of you was a Throne! On either side of the Throne were skeletons strewn everywhere!
You gazed upon the empty Throne and murmured to yourself. "Heh, I never imagined I would enter an illusion the moment I stepped out of my cave residence."
You paid the Demoness on the ground no attention. Alone, holding the treasure map and the token in your hand, you ascended the Throne step by step!
"Get down!"
"You dare desecrate our King? Courting death!"
"Kill him, kill him!"
The skulls on either side of the Throne let out waves of furious roars, acting directly upon your spirit, continuously battering your mind.
"Scram! A bunch of dead men dare to block my way!" Your Primordial Spirit let out a roar and directly engaged those traces of Primordial Spirit power remaining in the skulls in head-on combat!
In your hand, the Human Sovereign Banner appeared. Though these lingering traces of Primordial Spirit power could not be absorbed and refined by the Human Sovereign Banner, they could still be devoured and strengthened by the Remnant Souls within it!
On your path toward the Throne, you waged an invisible battle.
This great battle was incomparably brutal. Even though the skulls held only traces of Primordial Spirit power, they still contained formidable strength. Had your Primordial Spirit power not stepped into the Return-to-Void realm, and had you not had the aid of the Human Sovereign Banner, you truly would have struggled to endure.
In the end, just as your Primordial Spirit power was about to run dry, you successfully arrived before the Throne.
A mysterious power emanated from within the Throne, instantly isolating the lingering Primordial Spirit power of those skulls outside, allowing you to find safety.
You did not immediately study the Throne, simply because your Primordial Spirit power was nearly exhausted. If you did not recover soon, it might leave indelible damage.
You took out all manner of pills capable of restoring Primordial Spirit power and refined them on the spot to recover.
An hour later, your Primordial Spirit power had recovered ten percent. In the short term, there would be no further effects.
Only then did you stand up. You did not immediately sit upon the Throne, but instead looked around.
"Could it be another play about a powerhouse's Remnant Soul performing Body Seizure?" You murmured to yourself. Truly, you had experienced this sort of thing far too many times and had developed something of a psychological shadow.
Having failed to discover anything unusual, you slowly sat upon the Throne and looked down upon the skeletons on both sides below.
This time, a wondrous feeling surged through your mind, making you feel as though you were a King!
A King who could control the life and death of countless living beings!
All manner of scenes flooded your mind. In this moment, you seemed to traverse a thousand ages and arrive ten thousand years in the past.
"King, the front lines have fallen!" A middle-aged cultivator covered in blood, clad in armor, knelt on one knee.
"King, you go first. Your subordinate will hold the rear!"
"No. Fight to the death, no retreat!" Upon the Throne, that aged King spoke thus.
"The fire of inheritance has been left behind. This King shall fight to the death alongside you all!"
You saw an aged King, clad in white armor, holding a precious sword, personally taking to the battlefield to slay enemies.
Though you could not see the enemies' appearances clearly, you distinctly saw that the enemies had a unique pair of horns growing from their heads!
"Huang! It's Huang!" Your heart was shaken beyond measure. This massive dynasty had actually been destroyed by Huang!
In the end, you saw that King who would not retreat even in death fight until his spiritual power dried up, his Primordial Spirit was exhausted, and his blood ran dry. And then he died!
Even in death, the King still stood atop the Imperial City, holding his precious sword, gazing down upon the masses of enemies!
The scenes ended. Your consciousness returned to the Throne. At some point, a tear had already flowed from the corner of your eye.
Beneath the Throne, a passage appeared, plunging deep into the earth.
You hesitated for a moment, then brought the Demoness, who was still trapped in the illusion, along as you entered together.
After you took your first step, all the torches in the entire passage suddenly ignited, illuminating the path ahead.
You stopped before a great door. Upon the door was a concave indentation.
You took out that token and placed it upon the indentation. The two fit together perfectly, as if innately made for each other.
The great door did not budge in the slightest. There was not the least sign it was about to open.
"Based on my experience, at this point it should require the blood of this dynasty's descendant to open." You looked toward the Demoness, your eyes flickering.
You grabbed one of the Demoness's hands, cut a wound, and pressed it directly onto the token.
The blood seeped into the token, flowed across the entire door, and emitted a dazzling radiance!
Boom————!
The door, sealed for ten thousand years, finally opened!
Within the door, you saw spirit stones strewn everywhere! Heaven-tier spirit artifacts piled into mountains! All manner of spirit medicines, rare treasures, and exotic rarities.
"Alas, what a pity!" You let out a long sigh, simply because these things, after ten thousand years, had mostly lost their spiritual qi.
"So that's why the spiritual qi density here in the Heavenly Blade Sect far surpasses the outside world!" All along, you had assumed it was due to a high-grade spirit-gathering formation. Only now did you understand that the Heavenly Blade Sect had been absorbing the spiritual qi here all these years!
"Hiss, so that means the formation outside may also have been set up by a Senior of the Heavenly Blade Sect!"
"Its purpose was surely to permanently seal this place and prevent outsiders from entering!"