Chapter 187 – Heaven Demonic City (1/2)
Chapter 187 – Heaven Demonic City
Ten minutes later, Qinghan moved scores of meters forward, and the visions turned much clearer. He couldn’t convince himself to go any further now, because the scene in the surrounding was changing rapidly, as the white fog quickly dissipated. A little while later, in the near distance, a familiar place loomed up through the thin mist – the An’yue Hotel in Wild City! When he drew close to the visionary hotel, a gorgeous lady with stripped clothing walked out. Ah, this was that lady boss – An’yue!
Qinghan simply couldn’t take his eyes off of her body, especially when the beauty in front of him was groaning in such a seductive manner. Driven by his hormones, Qinghan felt the urge and the lower part of his body had some responses already.
“Boss, this is an illusion!” In this critical moment, Little Black conveyed his warning from the summoning space. Fortunately, despite the physical response, Qinghan’s mind wasn’t blurred. He smiled and retreated several meters. Immediately after, he hunkered on the ground and started to cultivate.
A couple of weeks had passed by, Qinghan still couldn’t get rid of the lust intention in his mind. He opened his eyes, and smiled bitterly, “That must be the Tree of Lust! However… the illusion is so strong, even now that I’m away from the tree for a hundred meters. Alas, it’s going to be extremely arduous for me to get the Fruit of Lust in the end…”
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Half an hour later after some searching in the forest, Qinghan eventually figured out the exact location of the Tree of Lust. Within one hundred meters in the tree’s periphery, one would be attacked by illusions. The closer one drew, the more danger he would be in, for the illusions would be much more powerful and one’s soul power would be further weakened as he approached the tree. As for Qinghan, the furthest distance he could go was roughly ten meters, at which point he would find it hard to stay sober. He understood it crystal clear, that he might be dragged into the illusions and never wake up from the visionary sensual pleasures until he died.
If Qinghan was directly in front of the tree, even the miraculous flow released by the bronze ring wouldn’t help him at that stage, because the illusion attacks exerted by this ancient tree were unfortunately unstoppable. That meant, that he had no time to readjust himself or cultivate more Battle Qi in the process. If he was in the inner area, the illusion would be too powerful for him to wake up from.
Hunkered down under a small tree, Qinghan slipped into deep meditation. He spent the whole morning testing the power of the illusions in the periphery of the Tree of Lust. In order to properly prepare himself, he stood up and picked up some spirit fruits from a nearby tree. He was glad, that after such a long time, he could, again, feel the warm flow of energy after taking some bites of the fruits. Excitedly, he inhaled all the energy in, and reserved it in his Dantian.
It only took several minutes for the second illusion to come. As always, the white fog dissipated bit by bit, and a new scene emerged, thus leading Qinghan to yet another “dream”…
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These days, Ye Tianlong had had a blast in slaughtering.
Of course, beside Ye Tianlong, many others that had followed him also shared the jubilance. Since they had left the Mars Prefecture, they had actually “visited” a dozen of demonic cities. Every time, the first thing they would do whenever they arrived in a city, was to let the Saint-Realm cultivators among them sweep their soul eyes to exclude the possibility of the existence of a super advanced cultivator or an ambush.
The Emperor-Realm cultivators would then swarm to the city like a bunch of locusts, killing those from the lion race. Ironically, the advanced demons in each city would stand by as onlookers, rather than helping the lion race out. It was true that they were afraid to be involved in this ferocious battle led by the Mars Prefecture’s bellicose cultivators.
The silence of the other demonic races had in some way encouraged the Mars Prefecture’s cultivators to kill more. Through the various battles among the three prefectures, never had they had such a satisfactory battle. It was just that the number of lion race demons had sharply decreased as they walked along the way. Some of them even complained that the number of targets were far from adequate to feed their swelling desire to kill.