"Jie Jie Jie..."
Laughter echoed in the twisted space, and the withered peach trees around it came to life.
The bark splits and the branches elongate.
"Crack, click..."
Amidst the sound of cracking bones, the dryads pounced on Ye Feng from all directions.
At the same time, the dark stream also began to surge violently.
Monsters made of filthy black water crawled out of it. They had no facial features, only vague outlines.
The water ghost screamed and rushed toward Ye Feng.
Ye Feng’s eyes flashed, his sword was swung, and the stars were flowing.
The sword light spread out and chopped into pieces the approaching tree demon and water ghost.
However, these monsters seem endless.
The chopped tree demon quickly regrouped from the ground.
The scattered water ghosts sank back into the black water and emerged again.
Every swing of the sword, every burst of star power, consumes Ye Feng's spiritual power.
His spiritual power is being eroded bit by bit under this endless siege.
The figure of "Su Li" was erratic, sometimes cooperating with the tree demon and water ghost to harass, and sometimes retreating to the side, staring coldly at Ye Feng with those empty eyes.
Ye Feng’s thoughts changed rapidly.
This cannot continue.
A pure confrontation of strength plays into the opponent's hands.
What does this illusion, this phantom, rely on?
While resisting the constant attacks, he quickly recalled every detail after entering this place.
From the edge of the black forest, to Taoyuan, to the conversation between "Su Li" and the old woman in the wooden house.
Huan Mo said...
Su Li was confused because deep down in her heart, she had a longing for peace and stability that she was not even aware of.
The reason why I was easily lured here, and even confused for a time, was because of my concern and attention to Su Li.
Care leads to chaos.
Longing...worry...
Ye Feng's eyes lit up.
It is "heart"!
The power of this phantom comes from the trapped person's obsessions, desires, and the deepest desires and fears in his heart.
It feeds on the human heart and builds this false illusion with the human heart as its foundation!
Found it!
This must be targeted to break the situation!
As if sensing the change in Ye Feng's state of mind, the huge black shadow suddenly started to squirm.
"Jiejiejie...it seems you have figured out something?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late!"
A more terrifying mental impact, like an invisible giant wave, crashed into Ye Feng's sea of consciousness!
Buzz!
Ye Feng felt as if his head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his eyes instantly turned black.
Countless negative emotions come in like a tidal wave.
Despair, anger, sadness, obsession...
Pictures flashed in his mind.
Supreme power, eternal life, a paradise that satisfies all desires...
Even, deep in his heart, there is a secret desire for a stable life...
These emotions are intertwined with the pictures, wildly impacting his will, trying to drag him into the boundless abyss.
Ye Feng's consciousness sea shook violently, his soul was about to be torn apart, and the pain made him stagnant.
He gritted his teeth and guarded the Qingming of the mourning platform. The star power in his body was naturally running, emitting a faint clear light to resist this spiritual erosion.
At the moment when he tried his best to resist the mental impact, his defense showed a flaw.
"Su Li", which had been cruising nearby, waiting for an opportunity to move, moved.
She quietly walked around behind Ye Feng.
That beautiful face is still empty and numb.
The five fingers opened again, without any hesitation, and hit Ye Feng's heart!
At the same time.
The huge black shadow also launched a fatal blow.
The rolling black mist suddenly shrank and condensed.
In an instant, a black bone spear condensed by evil energy appeared in front of the black shadow.
The surface of the bone spear is covered with strange runes.
"Death!"
The demon roared, and the bone spear turned into a stream of light, tearing the air and shooting towards Ye Feng's eyebrows!
Fighting from the front and back, it’s all a sure kill!
Behind him, "Su Li"'s "Ghost Claw" tore through the air and dug straight into his heart.
In front of him, the bone spear condensed by the phantom demon exploded towards his eyebrows.
There is no way to avoid it.
There is no way back.
Thoughts spun around, and the chaotic scene was finally settled.
That was Su Li's real smile, with curved eyebrows and eyes, warm and clear, without any haze.
Pfft!
Severe pain came from the back of his heart, and the sharp claws penetrated the flesh, shattering the life.
At the same time, the bone spear touched the center of his eyebrows, and the terrifying mental shock tore his consciousness arbitrarily.
Ye Feng felt that his body quickly became cold and heavy, his vision quickly dimmed, and boundless darkness surged in.
The last thing he saw was the face so close at hand.
Belongs to Su Li, but is so unfamiliar.
Empty, numb, devoid of any human emotion.
The next moment.
Ye Feng opened his eyes suddenly.
He was standing in front of the familiar wooden house.
Next to her, Su Li's hand had just been placed on the ajar wooden door, and she gently pushed forward.
The wooden door creaked open.
In the room, the kind-hearted old woman was slowly turning around.
Everything went back to the moment when they arrived at the cabin.
Ye Feng subconsciously touched the back of his heart.
In mint condition.
There is no feeling of being pierced between the eyebrows.
But the feeling of death, of having your soul torn apart and your vitality drained, still remains in your mind.
The scene in front of me can be called a peaceful time, but it is too real to be true.
Ye Feng’s mouth twitched.
Pinching his fingertips slightly and then slowly loosening them, Ye Feng forced himself to calm down the surging breath in his chest.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the thought of flipping the table.
Now is not the time for a head-on confrontation.
Fragments of known information are rapidly rotating, colliding, and reorganizing in the mind.
We must find the fulcrum that can leverage the overall situation.
He raised his eyes, with that familiar, slightly lazy smile on his face again.
The old woman with a kind smile walked out carrying a bowl of clear soup noodles.
"Young man, are you hungry? Eat while it's hot."
"Su Li" was still standing beside her, her white clothes were whiter than snow, and her eyes were gentle.
Just this tenderness, in Ye Feng's eyes at this moment, is cold and biting.
This time, Ye Feng was highly focused.
His gaze is no longer simply "looking", but more like "scanning".
Every wrinkle on the old woman’s face, every blink of her eye.
Every swing of "Su Li"'s skirt and every strand of hair fluttering.
There is also the vague energy flowing around them.
"The life here is clean and stable, unlike the fighting and killing outside."
The old woman was talking nonchalantly, her eyes seemed to be reminiscing.
Ye Feng keenly caught the slightest hint of stiffness deep in her eyes when she mentioned "outside".
That's not nostalgia, it's more like some kind of programmed reaction.
He looked at "Su Li" again.
"Junior Brother Ye, stay here, it's... very good."
Her voice was ethereal and charming.
But when she mentioned the title "Junior Brother Ye", the energy around her experienced an extremely subtle disorder for a moment.
Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, the ripples are small but real.