Chapter 133: Illusionary Mirage, Fire Attacks.
"Rongrong, be careful."
Seeing the fog enveloping him and his companions, Xuan Mo knew they were doomed.
"Old Bing, do you think this brat can recognize this soul beast's illusion?" The Fire Dragon King, observing the external situation, then asked the Ice Dragon King nearby through Xuan Mo's sea of consciousness.
"Given Mo's mental strength and the power of this precious jade mirage, he should be able to remain clear-headed and recognize it as an illusion."
"Then why didn't you warn him, instead letting him continue? You know, if we just break it like that, it won't be any training at all, and it's just a waste of time."
The Fire Dragon King, known for his fiery temper, confronted the Ice Dragon King directly at his face.
Fortunately, the Ice Dragon King understood his old brother's temper and remained unmoved.
The Ice Dragon King knew that the Fire Dragon King, in his normal state, would blurt out some things without deep thought. So, the Ice Dragon King simply asked back quietly.
"Old Fire, let me ask you this. Do you think Mo can break the illusion cast by the Precious Jade Mirage?"
"Hmm?"
The Fire Dragon King exhaled a breath of flaming dragon energy, raised his brow, and looked quietly at the Ice Dragon King. "You mean..."
The Ice Dragon King spoke slowly, "Old Fire, knowing that an illusion is false and truly seeing through its deception are two completely different things. Besides, the Precious Jade Mirage's illusion is very different from ordinary illusions..."
Meanwhile, Xuan Mo tightened his grip on Ning Rongrong's hand, his gaze fixed, wary of his surroundings. After all, besides illusions, there were other kinds of sudden attacks to be wary of.
When the fog cleared, Xuan Mo and Ning Rongrong were greeted by an unfamiliar landscape.
They turned their heads and gazed around, only to find what looked like an empty grassland.
However, across this grassland, the aftermath of a spirit skill continued to permeate, resembling the smoke and flames of war.
"What's going on with this illusion?"
Xuan Mo observed. He knew it was an illusion, a lie, yet it felt incredibly real.
Just then, Ning Rongrong's voice echoed from behind him, "Xuan Mo, look! It's Boss Dai and Zhu Qing and the others."
"What?"
Xuan Mo looked over and saw a flock of eagle-like soul beasts circling above Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing in the distance, their wings fluttering and the wind whistling.
Their eyes gazed down at Dai Mubai and the others, as if they had locked onto this creature that had suddenly intruded into the grassland, their gaze as if they were prey.
"That's a flock of black-winged vultures, at least three of them have cultivations of millennia." Xuan Mo glanced at the soul beasts in the sky and instantly discerned their age.
"Oh no! Zhu Qing and the others are in danger,"
Ning Rongrong's expression darkened upon hearing this. Black-winged vultures aren't exactly well-reputed in the soul beast world, as they specialize in siege attacks. So, from Ning Rongrong's perspective, Dai Mubai and the others were in a dire situation.
Before Xuan Mo could intervene, Ning Rongrong's assistant transformed into a stream of light, careening towards Dai Mubai and the others.
By the time Xuan Mo noticed, it was too late.
"Rongrong, don't do it."
Seeing two streams of multicolored light emanate from Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Tower, descending towards Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, Xuan Mo knew it was too late.
"What's wrong?"
Xuan Mo, noticing Ning Rongrong's puzzled expression, patiently explained, "We were just in the jungle, how could we have suddenly ended up on this grassland?"
Then, seeing Ning Rongrong's expression begin to dawn with understanding, he continued, "So this place is an illusion, and everything we've seen is a lie. I called out to you because I was worried your spirit abilities might be useful to the enemy."
"Well... then what should we do?"
Xuan Mo shook his head. "We know it's an illusion, but breaking it is crucial. So the only way is to find the true form of that spirit beast."
"Xuan Mo, be careful!"
Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted. In the distance, Dai Mubai unleashed his fourth spirit ability, "White Tiger Meteor Shower." Although it was aimed at the flock of black-winged vultures in the sky, it felt to Xuan Mo and the others as if it was coming right at them.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo remained cautious.
He claimed it was an illusion, that everything was fake. But facing such an attack, he dared not hold back. After all, no one knew whether it was real or not.
"Gravity Earth Dragon Rain!"
At this moment, Xuan Mo directly activated his third soul skill, raising his right hand and waving it.
The surrounding rocks and broken wood flew, transforming into roaring dragon heads that descended like meteorites, one after another, smashing towards the "White Tiger Meteor Shower."
Xuan Mo had anticipated this cascading attack; if the attacks were real, he would surely be able to withstand them.
However, what happened next was something Xuan Mo had never expected. As his attacks collided with the "White Tiger Meteor Shower," a violent vibration erupted, and smoke billowed into the air.
But soon, as the smoke cleared, Xuan Mo's attack vanished. Instead, the "White Tiger Meteor Shower" remained intact, continuing its assault on Xuan Mo and the others.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo immediately knew something was amiss, so he chose not to continue his attack.
He then activated the second form of his fourth soul skill, "Black Hole Annihilation," and his third soul skill, "Heavy Rock Intention," to block each of the "White Tiger Meteor Shower" attacks.
"My goodness! What kind of illusion is this? So formidable?"
Xuan Mo wondered, watching Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing battle the Black-feathered Vultures. The illusion before him was decidedly un-illusionary.
Furthermore, while blocking the attack, despite the apparent difference, Xuan Mo could sense it wasn't the "White Tiger Meteor Shower," but his own "Gravity Earth Tornado Rain."
Suddenly, as he stared at the illusion, a word he'd heard in his past life suddenly flashed through his mind: "mirage."
This thought quickly became ingrained in his mind. This illusion was strikingly similar to a mirage, especially since the soul beast was also named Precious Jade Mirage.
If so, everything was clearly explained. The scene before him was likely a projection of the soul beast from another part of this space, creating an illusion.
As for his own attack, it was likely due to a distorted perception. He feared that if he attacked in a certain direction, the attack would inevitably land on him.
Just as Xuan Mo had an idea to break the illusion and was about to take action, he suddenly froze.
His lips curled slightly as he shouted, "Fatty, attack that head-like soul beast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Rongrong looked puzzled, unsure why Xuan Mo had called out, as she hadn't seen Ma Hongjun at all.
But then, a fiery line of phoenix fire suddenly struck Xuan Mo and Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong tried to dodge the attack, but Xuan Mo grabbed her and held her back, letting the fire come at them.
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