radicalducati Chapter 152 Myriad Illusions, the Gaze of the Lord of the Secret Realm!
Chapter 152 Myriad Illusions, the Gaze of the Lord of the Secret Realm!
Chapter 152 Myriad Illusions, the Gaze of the Lord of the Secret Realm!
"Is this the inside of the palace?" Suk looked around. It was pitch black all around. Even with his amazing eyesight, he couldn't see more than a hundred meters away. A faint sound of wind came from afar.
"Where's the direction?" Just as Suk was wondering, a point of light suddenly appeared in the darkness ahead, like a firefly drifting in the darkness, as if it were a guide.
"Looks like this is it?" Suk looked around for a while, then finally took a step.
Just as Suk was heading in that direction, a sudden fog appeared, silently lingering around him. As the fog thickened, Suk's vision began to blur, and the world around him became indistinct, as if covered by a mysterious veil.
It felt like a dream.
"Hmm?" Suk's previously dazed eyes suddenly cleared.
"This is the illusion here, how eerie!" Suk exclaimed.
If the illusion created by the tokens before was aboveboard, then the illusion here is more hidden and subtle, luring you in without your knowledge.
"I guess I've passed the first layer of illusion, right?" Suk looked around.
"I hope it's as I wish." Suk continued walking forward.
In the darkness, indistinct sounds kept emanating, making one feel disoriented.
Then another illusion quietly appeared.
Suk, trapped in the illusion, calmly observed what was happening within it.
At the Crescent Moon Restaurant, a Blood Spring Society squad descended from the sky and carried out a massacre, leaving behind ruins and rivers of blood. He lay on the ground with severed arms and legs, watching in despair as those around him turned into corpses.
Saki, Eloi, and the Zod family—all turned into cold, lifeless bodies, their eyes still staring blankly at him.
"The acting is so realistic." A flicker of emotion crossed Suk's eyes, his limbs severed. He then ignored the Blood Spring Society members grinning before him, looked up at the sky, which was also overcast, and a chilling drizzle began to fall, fittingly for the scene.
This further accentuates the atmosphere of despair.
However, Suk remained calm. Since he hadn't gotten lost in the illusion, the illusion couldn't do anything to him.
"Hoo." Suk, who had been lying motionless in a pool of blood, suddenly exhaled softly at the Blood Spring Society member who rushed over and slashed down with his sword.
That was all he had left.
A miraculous thing happened: the members of the Blood Spring Society were crushed like sand from the blade's edge, vanishing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Then, centered on Suk, regardless of the collapsed buildings, the cracked earth, the bodies lying in pools of blood, the spreading sea of fire, and the gray sky, the entire world quickly turned to ashes and vanished into nothingness.
Suk broke free from the illusion and returned to the darkness.
"Heh, perhaps this is what you call effortless?"
"Next."
Suk was surprisingly interested. After possessing the "absolute self," all the illusionary effects that negatively influenced his consciousness would no longer have any effect on him. He would remain clear-headed from beginning to end. This made him want to hone his will. He estimated that he would have to rely on enduring the impact of evil energy, the impact of willpower, or self-enlightenment to improve.
Visions began to appear in Suk's vision. They were either memories of the past, omens of the future, or deep-seated fears and desires. These visions were so vivid that it was difficult to distinguish them from reality. They appeared in various forms, some gentle, some terrifying, and some alluring, trying to lead him astray and cause him to lose himself.
In the illusion, the boundary between reality and illusion becomes blurred.
But for Suk, it was much like watching a movie as an outsider.
"Absolute Self"—ensuring he will never truly fall into depravity!
If you want to defeat him, then rely on real, substantial power!
For example, "consciousness pressure" can crush someone without any techniques, leaving them helpless.
He was like someone who could catch a knife barehanded 100% of the time. When the other side threw a knife the size of a small mountain, he was able to catch it, but he was also crushed to death.
In fact, Suk doubted whether Hong's so-called "infinitely large heart, heart that encompasses everything" could withstand the infinite pressure of consciousness.
After all, the 'soul' has a basis for existence.
With your cosmic-level soul strength, do you really think you can withstand the conscious pressure of a cosmic master, a true god? Under such conscious pressure, which can even affect the real world, no matter how strong your will is, your soul will eventually collapse, right?
As he progressed through the darkness, one illusion after another appeared, trying to ensnare Suk and condemn him to eternal damnation.
These simple illusions, which might be very troublesome for others, seem to exist as if they don't exist for Suk, who possesses an "absolute self".
How can something two-dimensional influence three-dimensional things?
Suk maintained a steady pace as he moved forward.
He even spared time to ponder the relationship between mind, will, and soul, and gained some insights. Before he knew it, 100 illusions had passed.
But the light ahead remained largely unchanged, still so distant, as if the distance hadn't changed at all.
"Is this light also a psychological test?" Suk wondered to himself.
The light that can never be shortened, the hope that is out of reach, may also create pressure.
Suk walked forward calmly, surrounded by endless darkness, alone in this world.
Actually, he was also under pressure. If the illusionary test brought "consciousness pressure", his "invincible body" would be broken.
"I hope it's just a simple illusionary test." That's all Suk could think.
time flies.
Time seems to have lost its meaning here.
After an unknown amount of time, Suk stopped in the darkness and began to ponder. "There should be 1000 illusions by now, right?" Suk recalled the number of times he had encountered illusions before.
It is indeed 1000 weights, but there is still no change in the surroundings.
"Things might only change completely through the Myriad Illusions World." Suk took a deep breath. "Then let's continue."
Inside the eight-story palace, the owner of that aged voice was still reminiscing about the past. As the actual master of this cosmic secret realm, even the younger generation of the Flowing Cloud Universe Kingdom could not directly interfere with the affairs here. He was the controller behind this secret realm, and at the same time, this was also his hometown.
As a human born in a secret realm, back then the universe's secret realms had only a small population and few continents. The limited potential of life forms born in the secret realms was not as severe as it is now.
In fact, because the primordial energy of the universe is more concentrated in the cosmic secret realm, some very powerful beings have been born there.
It's important to know that almost all special life forms are born in cosmic secret realms. Why are these special life forms born in cosmic secret realms so powerful? It's because they are nurtured by the concentrated primordial energy of those realms.
Later, as the population grew, a single cosmic secret realm could build tens of thousands of secret realm continents, and the population of one continent was comparable to that of a cosmic nation. With too many monks and too little porridge, the potential of the humans on the secret realm continents declined sharply.
Just like a piece of land, the more plants grow, the less nutrients are available, and the harder it is for the plants to grow.
After his teacher disappeared, he did not choose to assume the position of ruler of any cosmic nation, and he remained very low-key among the super-human beings.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and his gaze swept towards a certain spot below the palace.
A bright light suddenly burst forth in his eyes.
"This—" A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen something unexpected.
"That little guy at the cosmic level actually passed through 8000 layers of illusion?" The Lord of the Secret Realm was somewhat shocked. In history, among all the immortal gods, realm lords, and domain lords, only a few dozen could pass through 8000 layers.
And this cosmic-level little guy actually did it?