novelhk Chapter 1539 Dragon-shaped Illusion
Chapter 1539 Dragon-shaped Illusion
Ye Ge sank into Mo Nanxi's spiritual space.
Unlike any other spiritual space he had ever set foot in, this place contained no fragments of memory, no projections of emotions, no illusions of the past, only pure, absolute darkness.
It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
Even the act of "reaching out" itself seemed to be swallowed by the darkness. Ye Ge could feel her "existence" here, but she could not perceive the boundaries of her own body. It was as if her consciousness, stripped of its physical form, was suspended in a void abyss.
The space was filled with some kind of chaotic substance, which looked like the smoke rising from burning nicotine, but was thicker and more eerie. The substance twisted, churned, and wriggled in the darkness, sometimes gathering into clumps, sometimes drifting in all directions, like a group of invisible ghosts dancing in the dark.
"This is the first time I've ever seen a spiritual space like this."
Ye Ge looked around thoughtfully.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
A ball of deep red holy fire ignited at his fingertips, its flames dancing.
However, the firelight failed to penetrate the darkness.
The moment the deep red flames spread, they seemed to be completely absorbed by the chaotic matter in the surrounding air. The light was like a pebble falling into an abyss, failing to even create a ripple before being swallowed up by the darkness.
"Interesting." Ye Ge's eyes narrowed slightly. "These twisted, extremely yin chaotic substances... should be the divine power of the extremely yin element."
He could clearly sense that the chaotic matter permeating this space was completely different from any divine power he was familiar with.
It was an extremely strange energy. It was both living and dead; it was both slowly writhing and seemingly unchanging since time immemorial.
'Such extraordinary divine power, even the Holy Spirit's true fire cannot penetrate it...'
Night Song: 'There's definitely something wrong with Mo Nanxi's divine power.'
He had noticed something unusual when he fought Mo Nanxi on the Crimson Plains.
He still remembered that during that battle, a huge black phantom suddenly flashed past behind Mo Nanxi.
Clearly, that was a Dharma image.
It is merely an unformed Dharma form.
The appearance of that Dharma form was a dragon-shaped phantom, as large as a mountain, composed entirely of deep purple-black extreme yin energy, with its eyes burning with pale, cold flames.
Although the phantom was not fully solidified, it already exuded an ancient dragon's might that could freeze everything and make souls tremble.
'That dragon shadow, no matter how you look at it, doesn't resemble the shadow of a god; it's more like some ancient sacred beast or ferocious beast.'
Ye Ge pondered: 'Isn't Mo Nanxi an apostle of the God of Extreme Yin? Why is the emanation of her divine power a shadow of an ancient beast?'
"Eye of Extreme Yin - Open!"
Night Song directly activated the Eye of Extreme Yin.
Deep within his pupils, patterns of deep blue and pitch black intertwined and quietly swirled.
Suddenly, my vision became clear.
In this chaotic darkness filled with extreme Yin divine power, the Eye of Extreme Yin, like a beacon piercing through the mist, outlined the contours of the world for him.
The chaotic matter that was originally twisted into a jumbled mess now appeared as flowing energy trails in his eyes. The darkness was no longer pure darkness, but a dynamic picture composed of countless tiny energy particles.
The field of vision slowly moves forward.
Through layers of chaos, through layers of mist...
suddenly!
A gigantic dragon eye suddenly opened before his eyes!
Those eyes were the size of ordinary beasts, radiating a cold, pale light. The vertical pupils, like fissures in an abyss, were staring intently at him—no, gazing at him.
That gaze seemed to penetrate the soul, seeing through all pretense and secrets.
An ancient dragon's might, powerful enough to freeze everything and make souls tremble, suddenly spread out from that giant eye!
That's the disdainful look that some kind of high-dimensional being would show when looking at mortal beings!
"!!!"
Ye Ge's pupils suddenly contracted.
The next second...
"boom----!!!"
......
Inside the city of Songxue.
Flame Princess has been in the Demon Realm for most of the day.
However, she was still amazed by the incredible world before her.
It had just rained in the Demon Realm. The air after the rain was warm, carrying a mixed aroma of damp earth and roasted chestnuts. If you sniffed carefully, you could detect a very faint trace of sulfur in the wind, like the lingering scent of a distant campfire after it had died down.
The sky wasn't a clear blue, but rather a captivating, ever-changing curtain of lavender purple and crimson orange, with wispy clouds drifting lazily like crumpled threads of light.
The Demon Realm has no sun; the light for the entire world comes from the indescribably enormous tree in the city center—the Demon Realm Tree.
The enormous tree trunk, like a giant pillar supporting the heavens and the earth, rises straight from the very center of the city and plunges into the starless, moonless, velvety deep purple sky above, its top completely invisible.
The surface of the tree trunk pulsed with a soft red light, which diffused through the clouds of a special hue, giving the whole world a fairytale-like warm hue.
The city's buildings are constructed from warm, black basalt, milky-white fossilized bones, and clusters of magical crystals that have formed regular geometric shapes. The roofs are often rounded arches covered with fluorescent moss tiles, which glow at "night" like small, warm yellow or pale green lights.
Most of the magical plants along the roadside weren't ferocious, but rather had transparent flowers that made a soft, bell-like sound in the wind, twining between balconies and arcades. The streets were wide and clean, the surface a kind of deep blue, slightly elastic fungal carpet, comfortable and silent to walk on, rippling with light like water with each step.
The residents, though of different appearances, lived in strange harmony. A tall, middle-aged demonic man with skin as white as tree bark was carefully pruning the leaves of a glowing bush by the roadside with his forked fingers.
Several demonic children with soft black feathers and antelope horns chased after a round, luminous pet that looked like a fluffy jellyfish, laughing and running past the street corner.
In a roadside café, a woman with smooth, folded bone wings was elegantly stirring a bubbly, multicolored drink in her cup, chatting and laughing softly with a friend across from her whose body was covered in tiny crystal scales.
The means of transportation are mostly docile beasts, such as open-top carriages pulled by six-legged, furry "walking beasts," or large, slow-moving, shelled creatures with fixed seats on their backs, resembling mobile gardens...
Yan Ji looked at him with a complicated and incredulous expression.
From any perspective, if no one had told her that this was the Demon Realm, she probably wouldn't have been able to reconcile this place with her impression of the "Demon Realm"...
In her mind, both the demon realm of the demon race and the ancient demon world should be dark, desolate, cruel, chilling, and eerie...
Lava flows, scorched earth stretches for miles, demons and monsters roam freely, and the law of the jungle prevails.
But this harmonious, warm, fairytale-like world looks nothing like the "demon world".