ragginovel Chapter 2220 Eternal Night
Chapter 2220 Eternal Night
Chapter 2220 Eternal Night
There were lightning and thunder, and the thunder came like rain.
Liuli has successfully survived the Yin Fire and Bi Wind tribulations, and the thunder tribulation is coming one after another.
In the dazzling electric light, Liuli's figure was looming. She wrapped herself in a piece of solid ice, which was as thick as an iceberg.
With the talisman of the Emperor of Heaven, it is not difficult to survive the three disasters, but Liuli did not rely on the power of the talisman. The heavenly calamity is also a fate. If you try to take shortcuts, you will miss the opportunity.
Next to Liuli, there was a dim flame. It was the Wuran Xinlamp. The essence and blood of Master Liaochen was burning. Even though there was thunder and rain all around, the flame was still very quiet, and there was no unusual smell.
The spiritual formation set up by Qin Sang could no longer cover Liuli, but those people were not in the mood to care about this place.
At this moment, the moon has risen to the middle of the sky.
Originally it was just a crescent moon, but it gradually grew into a full moon, as big as a silver plate, but it still seemed not that bright and was looming.
In the hazy moonlight, fog came from nowhere and quickly filled the entire fantasy realm, making the surrounding scenery blurry.
Everyone was also affected by the illusion realm. Even though they all had extremely high cultivation bases and could temporarily resist the invasion of the illusion realm's power, they were inevitably affected when fighting for a seat on the sacred mountain.
Seeing that Liuli was still calm, Qin Sang turned and looked towards the sacred mountain.
During this period, the first wave of competition was coming to an end, and most of the stone platforms on the mountainside had decided their owners. Because he had received intelligence in advance, the Yuanxiang clan leader seized the opportunity and successfully defeated his opponent and won the Star Gold Crystal.
Now there are only two stone platforms at the highest positions left.
On the side of the Fog Sea, the only ones capable of competing for the two stone platforms were the mermaids and the feathered people. I don't know how they negotiated among themselves, but the mermaid queen gave the stone platform on the top of the mountain to the feathered people.
The opponent of the Feathered Prince was none other than Xi Rui, a man with great appeal among the ancestor's disciples, who had gathered many helpers.
The one fighting against the mermaid queen was also a female cultivator. The helpers around her were inferior to Xi Rui's and were already showing signs of defeat.
The two battlefields attracted everyone's attention.
If nothing unexpected happens, the queen of the mermaid tribe will win, but it remains to be seen who will win between the feathered people and Xi Rui.
The outcome of their fight had little to do with Qin Sang, but Qin Sang would take a look at the battlefield from time to time and take note of these people's magical powers so that he could take precautions in advance if he encountered them later.
"If nothing unexpected happens, this person will be the next Feather King of the Feathered Clan!"
Qin Sang looked at the prince of the Feathered People and thought to himself.
The contemporary King Yu has achieved the saintly realm. This man is not only the prince that King Yu values the most, but he is also extremely powerful.
From him, Qin Sang once again saw a war dance similar to the witch tribe's sacrificial dance.
The same Gan Qi Tian Wu, when performed by the prince of the Feathered People, was even more imposing than that of Marquis Dingyuan. He seemed to have integrated himself into the heaven and earth. Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and all kinds of celestial phenomena appeared one after another, obeying his orders.
He raised his hand and pointed, and there were thunder and lightning, strong winds, and heavy rain. It seemed like an ordinary celestial phenomenon, but it had extremely terrifying power. The monks who were pointed at by him often changed color and defended themselves with all their might.
In a short period of time, the prince of the Feathered People performed several war dances, including offensive, defensive, and various strange powers, which opened Qin Sang's eyes and made him feel how difficult it was to deal with the Feathered People cultivators.
The alien cultivators often rely on their innate magical powers. Finding the weakness of their innate magical powers is equivalent to grasping the opponent's vital point. However, it is not the case with the feathered people. There are countless kinds of war dances, which are all-encompassing and difficult to target.
Although the Feathered Clan was strong, the opponents were not weak either. In terms of individual strength alone, Xi Rui's side was even stronger. However, the Feathered Clan cultivators were all experienced in many battles and had good coordination. Xi Rui's helpers had never experienced such a big battle, and they were all gathered together temporarily, so they were scattered.
Qin Sang noticed Xi Rui's expression, and his heart moved, suspecting that this man might be hiding a way to win.
Then, Qin Sang moved his gaze downward to the stone platform that he had refined.
The stone platform transformed into a jade platform.
At the moment of refining, Qin Sang felt an inexplicable connection between himself and the jade platform. Even though he was here, he could clearly sense the existence of this connection.
No one knows what the purpose of this connection is, or what power the Jade Platform has.
After entering the fantasy realm, the secret talisman of the ancestor of the Jie Gou tribe gradually became silent, as if it had completed its mission by bringing people here.
'Rumble...'
The thunder behind him was deafening. Qin Sang withdrew his gaze, observed the robbery cloud for a while, and sat down cross-legged.
After the thunder tribulation, the inner demon tribulation will come, and the next moment will be the most critical.
The arrival of the cultivators, the appearance of the sacred mountain, and other changes indicate that everything has become unusual, which makes Qin Sang feel a little uneasy. But the arrow is on the string and must be shot. It is impossible to stop Liuli from overcoming the tribulation. Qin Sang is ready to abandon all distractions and use the illusion to enter Liuli's inner demon to help her overcome the tribulation.
He no longer paid attention to the sacred mountain, but calmed down and waited for the opportunity.
Gradually, the calamity clouds above Liuli's head began to gather inward, and the speed of the calamity thunder slowed down, but the power became more terrifying, and each calamity thunder was earth-shaking.
Liuli still hasn't activated the Talisman of Serving the Emperor, but she can survive the thunder tribulation with her own strength.
‘Crack! ’
The thunderclouds suddenly gathered together, brewing an unprecedentedly terrifying thunder.
Liuli looked up suddenly, her eyes turned pale as ice, and her hair fluttered in the wind.
‘Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ’
Three white lights shot towards the thunder, they were three identical ice beads.
The ice beads were distributed in a triangle, and as they soared into the sky, the space between the three ice beads expanded rapidly outwards.
Just as the thunder was about to pass through the ice beads, a strange cold light suddenly appeared. It was the Ice Soul Divine Light.
After Liuli entered the Spirit Transformation Stage, he adhered to the Way of Ice and continued to refine the Ice Soul Divine Light. Its power was incomparable to that of the past, and with the blessing of the three ice beads, it underwent mysterious changes.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the thunder actually stopped, or more precisely, it was frozen. But it was impossible to completely freeze the thunder. With a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, the ice formed by the Ice Soul Divine Light was constantly destroyed by the thunder. In the process, the power of the thunder was also being eroded.
At the same time, Liuli successively used several treasures to weaken the power of the thunder.
The thunderclouds in the sky have dispersed and the outcome has been decided!
At this time, the full moon was about to rise to the zenith, and the interior of the fantasy realm was completely shrouded in thick fog, like a dream.
Liuli followed the instructions of Master Ning and grasped the timing just right, welcoming the inner demon calamity when the moon reached the zenith! Qin Sang's eyelids trembled, listening to the increasingly weak thunder, throwing away distracting thoughts, relaxing his mind, and preparing to welcome the invasion of the power of the illusion.
Suddenly, Qin Sang frowned fiercely. For some reason, he felt more and more uneasy.
At the same time, there were bursts of exclamations from the sacred mountain.
Deep in the fantasy realm, where the moon shadow rises, a black tide surges and spreads rapidly.
The scene of day and night alternating was something everyone had experienced many times outside the fantasy realm, so they should have been accustomed to it.
Zhan Yan and others knew that this was the power of the Spring and Autumn Sundial.
However, this time was completely different from before. When everyone saw the darkness, despite their level of cultivation, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. This was the deepest level of fear, without any reason and almost instinctive.
They had never experienced such a thing before, and didn't know what they were afraid of, so they were inevitably a little panicked.
It was too late to leave the Fantasy Realm at this time. Their intuition told them that the Divine Mountain might provide them with shelter. The monks who had not yet had time to refine the stone platform gave up the fight and flew towards the Divine Mountain, and in a hurry they no longer cared about the seating order.
The mountain was in chaos, but the darkness was invading much faster than they had imagined, and many people still missed their last chance.
In an instant, darkness spread over the sacred mountain.
Then, Qin Sang and Liuli were also engulfed by darkness.
At the moment when the full moon rose to the zenith, darkness engulfed the illusionary realm, as if entering eternal night. All things in the world became quiet, without the slightest sound.
At this moment, Qin Sang actually lost consciousness.
……
"Saburo."
"Sanlang..."
……
Qin Sang felt that his consciousness was very heavy, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep and was extremely tired.
He seemed to be in endless darkness, sinking continuously, with a bottomless pit below.
Faintly, there was a voice calling from afar, but from the name it didn't seem to be calling me.
The voice was getting closer and closer. It was a female voice that was a little rough but very gentle.
The voice was full of concern and worry, and Qin Sang could feel the other person's love that came from the bottom of his heart. A warm feeling surged into his heart. Qin Sang hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time and had almost forgotten it.
The person this woman was calling seemed to be herself!
As Qin Sang thought so, his consciousness struggled hard in the darkness, and he found that he seemed to have regained a trace of touch from his left arm.
A hand gently grasped my wrist and shook it. It was a hand that had worked hard. The skin on its fingers was very rough, and the calluses on the hand were painful when they scratched my skin.
As his sense of touch gradually returned, his consciousness finally broke free from the darkness and Qin Sang felt his body.
"Sanlang, get up quickly and eat something, drink the medicine and then go to sleep..."
The woman's voice was clearer and right next to my ear.
“She’s really calling herself!”
Qin Sang smelled a mixture of herbs and dampness. He seemed to be lying on the bed, but he had no strength in his body and even had difficulty opening his eyes.
"Where is this place? How did I become like this?"
Qin Sang was very confused.
The last scene in his memory was darkness covering the illusion realm. He took the initiative to accept the power of the illusion realm and prepared to help Liuli overcome the tribulation.
"Is this an illusion? Why have I become so weak?"
Qin Sang was thinking when he suddenly felt a pain in his head and many fragments of memory emerged for no reason.
The memories forced their way back into him, causing his weak head to ache and his body to tremble uncontrollably in agony.
"Sanlang, what's wrong with you?"
The woman panicked.
‘Clang! ’
"Boss, boss..."
Qin Sang heard the sound of breaking porcelain, followed by hurried footsteps, and the woman seemed to trip on the threshold.
The pain came quickly and went away quickly, but it was a heavy burden on this frail body.
After taking a breath, Qin Sang felt that he had regained control of his body. His eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
The vision gradually became clear, and Qin Sang saw two men and a woman standing by the bed, all looking at him with concern.
The woman was the one who had just called him, the mother in his memory.
She was wearing a coarse cloth and had her hair tied up behind her head. She was actually only in her early forties, but she looked weathered and her face looked like she was in her fifties or sixties.
There were two men, one old and one young. The older one was the father, who had a goatee and a hunched back, and looked as old as the mother.
The other is the eldest brother in my memory, shirtless, with bronze skin stretched tight on his body, looking very capable.
Unlike his elder brother, Qin Sang's body was extremely weak, almost skin and bones.
Fifteen is the prime of life, but because of a serious illness some time ago, his body was drained, his condition became increasingly serious, and he ended up like this.
"Wake up, little brother wake up!"
Seeing Qin Sang open his eyes, the eldest brother shouted in ecstasy, making the room buzz.
The woman also cried with joy and patted her eldest son, "Be quiet, don't scare the little brother."
The eldest brother quickly covered his mouth, looked around, and said distressedly: "Mom, did you spill the medicine? This medicine was obtained from the witch doctor in the city, it is very expensive..."
The woman wiped her tears and said, "I was almost scared to death by Sanlang. Fortunately, I boiled an extra bowl of medicine. You guys watch over Sanlang. I'll go get it now."
Instead, the eldest brother complained again, "The witch doctor in the city said that only one bowl of medicine can be boiled for the best effect. Mom, you don't listen, what if you can't cure me?"
The father said nothing, observing Qin Sang the whole time. He stroked his goatee and said, "Sanlang looks better than yesterday."
The eldest brother patted his chest and said proudly: "I went to the city to ask the wizard for the medicine myself. It will definitely cure my illness!"
"Stop talking, help Sanlang up and let him drink the medicine."
Mother brought a bowl of new medicine.
His father and eldest brother worked together to help Qin Sang up. Qin Sang behaved normally from beginning to end and did not reveal any flaws in front of this family.
The medicine bowl was brought to his mouth.
A young, weak face was reflected in the black medicinal soup, which looked completely different from Qin Sang.
"What a great illusion!"
Qin Sang felt emotional.
After waking up, he had been trying to activate his true essence and spiritual consciousness, but found that he did not have any cultivation at all and had completely become a mortal.
Thanks to the protection of the Jade Buddha, Qin Sang has not been troubled by this kind of illusion since he embarked on the path of cultivation.
This is the first time!
Master Ning didn't say at the beginning that the power of this fantasy realm is so strong!
Back then, he was able to stay awake when Lei Zu attacked him. He was a talisman god of the Mahayana level. What exactly was the origin of the Fantasy Realm?
Of course, the Jade Buddha must have played a role as well, otherwise he would probably not even remember who he was, and would have thought of himself as this seriously ill young man, sinking into the illusion.
Qin Sang was secretly shocked. He had completely misjudged the danger this time. Without the Jade Buddha, let alone waking up Liuli, it was unknown whether he could wake up himself!
The temperature of the medicinal soup was just right, and the hot steam, carrying the bitter smell of the herbs, rushed into my nostrils.
Although Qin Sang had lost his cultivation, his eyesight was still there and he could distinguish the properties of medicines by smell. There were indeed a few medicines that were beneficial to his condition. The wizard in that city was quite capable.
He opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of medicine.