Chapter 1880 Illusory Reality?

　　Senior Yellow Mountain asked curiously, “Where’s the inner demon?”

　　What form did Northern River’s inner demon clone take?

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain was quite looking forward to seeing the inner demon clone because the form of this inner demon condensed by Northern River’s Loose Cultivator would determine whether or not Soft Feather’s ‘inner demon clone technique’ could be promoted to the rest of the group. Was Northern River’s inner demon the blonde fairy from his past? Or was it going to be a black-skinned version of him? Or was it Immortal Master Copper Trigram?

　　Several of the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group who were barely sober also turned their attention to Northern River’s Loose Cultivator. “Here.” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator stretched out his hand, and pulled out a muscular black-skinned man with long, flowing hair out of his shadow.

　　Immortal Master Copper Trigram, who was currently in the form of a young man, quickly said, “It isn’t me.” He was certain that he had never looked like that.

　　However, it wasn’t Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, either. Northern River’s Loose Cultivator had never been that muscular.

　　“Cr-Creation!” Young Master Phoenix Slayer’s voice trembled as soon as he saw the long-haired, black-skinned muscular man. He who had four ears and had just listened to brutal music and managed to make it to the end ended up seeing a black Creation staring right at him after he turned his head.

　　Because it was an inner demon, this black-skinned Dharma King Creation came with the special ability of all inner demons. When seeing this inner demon, everyone present subconsciously recalled Dharma King Creation’s singing of (Dying Without Regrets).

　　The series of ‘Die! Die! Die!’ began to replay in everyone’s mind.

　　Doudou said curiously, “Why is it Dharma King Creation?”

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain speculated, “Probably because Dharma King Creation started singing at a critical moment when Fellow Daoist Northern River condensed his inner demon. And because of that, Dharma King Creation’s singing became Northern River’s inner demon?”

　　Song Shuhang said, “However, Dharma King Creation’s singing possesses the ability to purify inner demons.”

　　Soft Feather raised her hand and asked, “Senior, I want to know more about it. Can this black-skinned Senior Creation sing?”

　　Fairy Lychee said, “An inner demon should be opposite of its main body. As such, this black-skinned Creation shouldn’t be able to sing.”

　　“No, while the inner demon is indeed the opposite of its main body, this is Northern River’s inner demon, so the main body should be Northern River.” Immortal Master Copper Trigram squeezed his chin, and then added, “Also, even if it were an opposite of Creation, wouldn’t that mean that it should be able to sing pretty well?”

　　“…” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator.

　　Why does my inner demon have to look like Dharma King Creation? Is it really because I was distracted by Dharma King Creation’s singing when I was condensing my inner demon?

　　He looked at his inner demon, and asked, “Can you sing?” The corners of the black-skinned Dharma King Creation’s mouth rose, revealing a sinister smile. Right after that, he stretched out his hand and posed as a guitar player. “Die die die-” *30.

　　What came out of his mouth was Dharma King Creation’s singing voice. To be precise, what came out of his mouth was more like a recording of Dharma King Creation’s singing.

　　There was no ‘Fairy Creation’ in this song, just the brutal singing of Dharma King Creation… as well as a hypnotic power. Song Shuhang immediately erected his shield onto the ground. While (Dying Without Regrets) kept reverberating in his ears, he firmly held onto the shield with both hands as his vision went dark. He was exhausted at this moment. He had just gone from being bombarded by the beams of light of the giant turtle of disaster to a tentacle being taken out of his body. Because of that, as soon as the hypnotic singing began, his tired self felt as if he had returned home, and he fell asleep standing up.

　　It wasn’t only Song Shuhang who got affected by the singing, either, for the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group who managed to survive also fell one by one.

　　Below the Venerable Realm, everybody fell. Even Venerable Yellow Mountain only managed to hold on to the extent where he was able to keep his eyes open.

　　The members of the entire Nine Provinces Number One Group fell one after another in a neat and tidy manner.

　　Even Northern River’s Loose Cultivator himself was not spared from the singing of his inner demon.

　　After the singing, the only people left standing on the beach were Senior White’s clone, Venerable Yellow Mountain, Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly, Soft Feather, and the headless Lady Onion.

　　Not far behind Senior White, there seemed to also be a handsome scholar who managed to remain standing.

　　Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly sighed and said, “Well, at least it was neat and orderly.”

　　Behind Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, after the black-skinned Dharma King Creation finished singing, the inner demon clone’s body shattered like glass before completely dissipating

　　The inner demon clone that Northern River’s Loose Cultivator had finally managed to condense after all that time was gone just like that.

　　When the black-skinned Dharma King Creation inner demon shattered, a black figure was born from its fragments. This was the prototype for the inner demon clone.

　　Northern River’s Loose Cultivator’s inner demon clone had returned to its prototype stage, and it needed to be nurtured once more.

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain frowned.

　　The experiment appeared to have failed.

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain and several of the other members who were still awake picked up the unconscious members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group, and moved them to a rest area on Heavenly Field Island lest they were overwhelmed by the rising tide.

　　In the end, only Song Shuhang, who was still holding onto his shield, remained completely motionless on the beach.

　　At this time, Lady Onion was hugging Sixteen. As she had no head, and could not see the way, Soft Feather took her hand and led her to the rest area for the fairies.

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain asked, “Now, who’s going to move little friend Song Shuhang?”

　　Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue responded, “There’s no rush.”

　　“?” Venerable Yellow Mountain.

　　At this moment, the morning sun rose, and the first rays of dawn shone on Song Shuhang. The golden armor on his body reflected the sunlight and shone brightly. “So bright.” When Soft Feather came back, her eyes were immediately drawn to the shining Song Shuhang “The key point is at Shuhang’s feet.” Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly took a sip from the teacup.

　　At this time, there were green shoots extruding from the sand and growing rapidly under Song Shuhang’s feet. These green shoots grew for a while, and became shrunken trees.

　　Soft Feather asked, “Eh? Has Senior Song become a druid?”

　　Venerable Yellow Mountain said softly, “It’s an illusion.”

　　“Yes, it’s an illusion,” Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue said. “When a cultivator with considerable strength and solid divine sense enters a period of seclusion, the thoughts in their mind drive the spiritual energy in their body, affecting the real world and forming an illusion.”

　　Soft Feather said, “An Illusory Reality?”

　　From Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue’s description, what was taking place could indeed be seen as the ‘Illusory Reality’ ability that cultivators could master after reaching the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm. “Some fortunate cultivators can also cross realms at the Sixth Stage, and occasionally come in contact with this kind of power. Of course, it’s still a long distance away from the proper ‘Illusory Reality’. But in general, this will greatly benefit him in his ascension to the Seventh Stage in the future,” said Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue.

　　While he was speaking, the small forest under Song Shuhang’s feet began to change.

　　These illusions all originated from his thoughts.

　　The leaves and branches of the trees in the small forest fell… And in the blink of an eye, the vibrant forest turned into a patch of dead trees.

　　One by one, the trees turned into demonic god pillars.

　　On every demonic god pillar, a figure emerged. These figures were tied to the demonic god pillars like sacrifices.

　　On the demonic god pillars, a raging flame burned, burning these figures alive.

　　As they were being burned alive, each of these figures let out a miserable scream.

　　“Eh? These little figures on the demonic god pillars look like Senior Song,” Soft Feather said. “If these illusions are Senior Song’s ‘thoughts’, then is Senior Song thinking about how to burn himself to death?”

　　“No, he’s just having a nightmare,” Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly replied.