Grasping the Evil-Chapter 876: Battle of Illusory Arts

Irresistible, unbeatable!

They saw a blast of dark thunder fire piercing through the sky, and countless flying snowflakes made of silver lightning immediately drifted down between heaven and earth.

Where the lightning swept, the world instantly froze, turning the entire Barbarian Valley into a snowy valley, with a strange chill infiltrating the earth, sealing it under ice three feet deep.

Commander Feng and his men all turned pale, for even with Commander Feng’s mid-stage Shedding Void cultivation, being struck by the dark thunder was a situation of near certain death...

The two Enlightenment Dragon Demons were already in despair, while Commander Feng revealed a vicious expression.

At the moment of certain death, Commander Feng dared not hold back any longer. Without a word, he directly took out a jade scroll adorned with dragon scales, showing a pained expression, but decisively crushed the jade scroll, coldly shouting,.

"Dragon Sacrifice Art, Four Directions Dragon Bone!"

This was a life-preserving item bestowed upon him by Ancestor Dulong. Once the jade scroll was crushed, a colossal dragon head a million feet long appeared between heaven and earth, situating itself before the dark thunder fire.

The dragon head opened its mouth wide and swallowed the dark thunder fire whole. The dark maw could devour most of the Shedding Void realm spell attacks, being a unique defensive divine skill of the Bone Dragon clan of the True Dragon Race.

"Has it been blocked..." Commander Feng was slightly relieved, but the next moment, his expression changed dramatically.

They saw the dragon head which had swallowed the dark thunder fire suddenly show a pained expression, with lightning flickering over it, and the next moment, the entire dragon head turned into an ice sculpture.

As the lightning flashed over the ice sculpture, the dragon head immediately shattered into countless ice shards and disintegrated, the explosive lightning power continuing to sweep towards Commander Feng and his men.

Even as Commander Feng exerted his full mid-stage Shedding Void strength, he was still shaken by the scattered lightning power into spitting blood and flying backwards.

The two Enlightenment Dragon Demons behind him were directly annihilated by the dispersed lightning power!

"Hiss! What level is the Dark Thunder Chariot summoned by this girl! The power of its thunder cannons is so strong that even the defensive technique given by the ancestor cannot fully defend against it!"

"Eighth level, at least the eighth level! If not an eighth-level chariot, how could it have such terrifying power!"

Commander Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression dramatically changing, feeling a hint of fear for the unremarkable Xian Luoli.

The Dark Thunder Chariot is one of the forbidden techniques of the East Heavenly Extreme Thunder Palace, and the summoned Dark Thunder Chariots have ten levels. To render the defensive jade scroll incapable of defense, this chariot is at least an eighth-level chariot!

An eighth-level chariot, with fewer than a hundred in the entire Extreme Thunder Palace, and its full power strike is rarely withstood by Shedding Void realm cultivators!

The silver-haired little girl before him possessing an eighth-level chariot naturally couldn’t have a low status within the Extreme Thunder Palace!

For Commander Feng, with mid-stage Shedding Void cultivation, to resist an eighth-level chariot’s attack is as difficult as reaching heaven! Fighting any longer, he would likely die!

"So painful..." Xian Luoli coughed a few times, her small face filled with an expression of pain, a strand of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, quickly wiped away nonchalantly.

As the Thunder Body continued to evolve, Xian Luoli’s memory loss grew, but her control over thunder power was continually augmenting.

Previously, she couldn’t perform the Divine Skill of the Dark Thunder Chariot, but now, she could.

However, since she was in a crucial stage of the Thunder Body evolution, performing this forbidden technique placed a great burden on her body, easily causing backlash.

The strand of blood was the best proof of her suffering from the forbidden technique’s backlash, the pain of which felt as if her petite body was being torn apart.

"Xianxian, are you okay?" Liu Yan’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and even more with worry.

The shock was over the terrifying power of the Dark Thunder Chariot; the worry was over Xian Luoli suffering the backlash.

"Liu Yan, don’t worry, I’m fine... Daddy said that when wronged, you must strike back! These evil dragons want to kill us, so we must retaliate! We must slay the dragons!"

"Heh heh! Although I can’t beat these evil dragons, as long as I summon the little chariot, I can still kill evil dragons! I’m amazing!"

"I won’t leave, I won’t run, I will wait here for Daddy to come back! If evil dragons hit me, I will slay dragons!"

In her clear eyes, Xian Luoli had a nearly obstinate determination. The more memories she lost, the more dependent she became on Ning Fan.

Though this forbidden technique brought great backlash to her, she wasn’t afraid; she wanted to annihilate the enemies, to wait for Ning Fan’s return in this Barbarian Valley.

"Unseal, Ninth-Level Thunder Chariot!"

More anguish showed on Xian Luoli’s face, gritting her teeth to endure the pain, as her small finger performed the spirit sense, causing dark lightning to flash wildly from the Dark Thunder Chariot, the lightning might greatly increasing, talisman patterns growing more numerous, and the aura of slaughter becoming increasingly intense.

Commander Feng’s eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets, he could never have expected that the Dark Thunder Chariot in Xian Luoli’s possession was not an eighth-level chariot but a ninth-level chariot!

A ninth-level chariot, with a full-powered strike, could instant kill most Thought-Shattering cultivators!

Only those cultivators at the late or peak stages of Thought-Shattering had any chance of slightly resisting the chariot’s thunder cannon’s might. Unfortunately, Commander Feng was neither late staged nor at the peak; he was only mid-stage Shedding Void...

The ninth-level chariot’s thunder cannon could penetrate heaven and earth; there was no place in this world for him to hide!

"I’m going to die, I’m going to die! I will die! I have no choice but to risk it..."

Commander Feng’s heart and soul trembled violently, he almost despaired.

In desperation, Commander Feng pointed a finger towards his brow, and immediately, a shadowy arrow appeared at his brow...

But at this moment, suddenly a pitch-black fissure tore open in the world, and a young man in white emerged from it. Without seeing any action from him, the arrow shadow on Commander Feng’s brow was forced back into his brow!

The young man in white glanced at Commander Feng, his gaze was grave; that arrow shadow imparted a strong sense of danger to him.

He slowly approached Xian Luoli and Liu Yan, looked over the ravaged bones of the barbarian valley, and for once, his eyes revealed a trace of heartache, as he wiped away a strand of blood from the corner of Xian Luoli’s mouth.

"Xianxian, you can stop now. Forcibly using the Ninth Grade War Chariot will cause irreversible backlash... put the chariot away."

"Yes, Senior! Senior, you’re back!" Liu Yan was delighted to see the white-robed youth return, her beautiful eyes showing joy, and her heart was at peace.

"Daddy! You’ve been gone for half a month, Xian’er missed you so much!"

Xian Luoli leaped like a monkey and darted into the arms of the white-robed youth, her face constantly rubbing against the youth’s face, sweetly smiling, no longer concerned about using the Dark Thunder Chariot to obliterate Commander Feng.

The white-robed youth was Ning Fan, returned from Enlightenment.

Ning Fan swept his spirit sense over the bodies of the two ladies, seeing Liu Yan unharmed, he felt slightly relieved, but upon seeing Xian Luoli had already suffered backlash injuries, his expression immediately darkened.

When he looked towards Commander Feng, his eyes already flickered with a cold light.

"Xianxian always listens to me; I told her not to casually reveal her Divine Skills or attack people unless encountering an enemy... if not for this demon’s murderous intent towards her, she wouldn’t have risked backlash by using the Extreme Thunder Palace Forbidden Technique..."

"There is still residual aura of Demon Art in the air; did this demon attempt to strike down Xianxian and Liu Yan?"

"This demon’s brow bears an arrow shadow, very dangerous. If I came back later, even with Xianxian having the Dark Thunder Chariot of Extreme Thunder Palace, she would have suffered some loss..."

"Come to think of it, this demon looks familiar... is it not one of those Poison Dragon Guards who hunted me back in the days!"

Ning Fan’s gaze was as cold as ice that never melts through three winters, causing a shiver from nowhere in Commander Feng’s heart.

He had heard Xian Luoli call Ning Fan ’Daddy’.

In his heart, Xian Luoli was already extremely weird, able to summon even the Ninth Grade Thunder Carriage, if Ning Fan was Xian Luoli’s father, he must be even more freakish, hence he unconsciously feared Ning Fan three-fold.

But just in an instant, Commander Feng’s expression eased, showing a look of disbelief.

He observed Xian Luoli obediently put away the chariot at Ning Fan’s order, showing a manner of absolute compliance with Ning Fan.

And Ning Fan, whom Xian Luoli called daddy, had just broken through to his realm, still emitting the aura of Mid Stage Enlightenment... he was merely a junior in Enlightenment!

"Haha, surprised the old man, the father of this girl is merely a junior of Enlightenment..."

"But to think, after that girl summoned the Ninth Grade Chariot, she would willingly put it away... if she had activated the Thunder Cannon on the chariot, killing me would have been as easy as turning over a hand... among these three, it’s the silver-haired girl who is the most tough! Although I don’t know why she put away the chariot, it just so happens it gives the old man a chance to escape from here!"

"I received orders from the ancestor to come to Barbarian Valley to unseal an ancient formation, but the paths of these three crossed mine, if I had full confidence, naturally I would silence these three... but alas, the silver-haired girl’s Thunder Carriage is too fearsome... Really, I should first return to the Northern Territory and inform the ancestor of this matter, let him dispatch others to silence these three!"

Commander Feng glanced maliciously at Ning Fan and the others, and suddenly swept up by nine layers of purple winds, directly fleeing north.

Before escaping, he flicked his finger, once again using the Demon Art to draw the sky as a mirror, setting a boundary around the entire Barbarian Valley, trying to slightly trap Ning Fan and the others.

"A boundary huh..." Ning Fan’s eyes flashed azure spikes, and the powerful boundary imprisoning Barbarian Valley immediately exposed all its empty formation’s eyes before his eyes.

"Daddy! That evil dragon just wanted to kill Xianxian and Liu Yan, hurry and catch it to vent Xianxian’s anger!" Xian Luoli hugged Ning Fan’s neck, acting coy.

In her muddled memories, Ning Fan was her daddy, omnipotent, killing a Shedding Void stage dragon is easy as pie.

"Alright, you both stay in Barbarian Valley waiting for me, I’ll go chase down that evil dragon."

Ning Fan put Xian Luoli down, suddenly raised his hand, activating the Momentum Character Secret to its utmost, causing the aura to spread like a mountain, his five fingers pressing down天地.

This boundary was laid by a Mid Stage Shaking Old Monster, but to Ning Fan, who had just broken through to Mid Stage Enlightenment and possessed the Momentum Character Secret, it was like mere chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow!

Boom!

The boundary imprisoning tens of thousands of miles shattered like glass upon Ning Fan’s press, breaking piece by piece, continually roaring.

Ning Fan took a step into the sky, his three ancestral blood boiling, his body instantly turning into a golden spear, chasing after Commander Feng!

Having broken through to Mid Stage Enlightenment now, Ning Fan’s cultivation improved greatly, even without summoning Ghost Eye Clan, he could somewhat control the Escape Rainbow of Vertical Golden Light.

Formerly he had no confidence to fight a Mid Stage Shekong, but now he possessed that confidence!

Ning Fan inherently was not a heartless person, having been family with Liu Yan and Xian Luoli for fifty years, although without romantic feelings, there existed a warmth as pure as tea and as mellow as wine between them.

Poison Dragon Guard was Ning Fan’s enemy to begin with, and now, Commander Feng again attempted to strike at the two girls, Ning Fan would naturally not let this person pass!

"You, won’t escape!"

While Commander Feng was transforming into a demon wind to escape, Ning Fan’s voice suddenly sounded in his ears, causing his expression to immediately change.

Before he could react, a golden light flashed ahead, revealing a white-robed youth’s figure out of thin air, it was Ning Fan.

As Ning Fan appeared, he instantly dropped a punch towards Commander Feng, with essence and energy shaking the heavens and earth.

Commander Feng had to stop his escape light to block the punch light, although unhurt, yet that punch light shook his palm, making it feel numb, his expression dark.

"What a terrifying cultivation speed! This child’s mere Mid Stage Enlightenment cultivation, yet with that peculiar escape light, easily caught up to the old man! And this child, clearly only at Mid Stage Enlightenment, his punch power is so fearsome, even among Late Stage Enlightenment, not many can withstand a punch from him!"

"But it’s a pity, this child actually pursues me alone, not accompanied by that silver-haired girl... haha, if it’s just this child alone, the old man does not fear!"

"Die!"

Commander Feng waved his hand, summoning a demon dragon shattered bone, which upon exposure to sunlight instantly transformed into a twin-winged bone dragon, swallowing towards Ning Fan.

"Illusory Art huh..."

Ning Fan neither dodged nor evaded, directly employing Illusory Art to rebound.

With his current cultivation, reflecting the illusion of an intermediate-stage Sheking Old Monster is not difficult!

Yet, the twin-winged bone dragon that was about to swallow Ning Fan suddenly halted, and in the next instant, its body fragmented and vanished into illusion.

Behind Commander Feng, suddenly appeared hundreds of twin-winged bone dragons, all opening their mouths and breathing scorching dragon breath towards him!

"What! My illusion bone dragons, why are they backfiring!"

Commander Feng’s face changed dramatically, without saying a word, he leapt back directly, and pinched gestures to unravel the illusion. Unfortunately, his movements were still a bit slow, and he was burned by several dragon breaths.

The injuries weren’t severe, but they made Commander Feng’s face extremely ugly.

He initially thought that with his dignified intermediate Shekong stage status, casually casting an illusion would be enough to wipe out the Enlightenment junior before him.

But who would have thought, the illusion he prided himself on would be so easily reflected by that Enlightenment junior...

"Who are you? State your name! Being able to reflect my illusion, within the primitive and wild land, you cannot be a nameless player!"

Commander Feng seemed to be asking, but his hand was hidden inside his long sleeve, secretly pinching formulas.

Ning Fan wasn’t bored enough to announce his name. He had long seen through Commander Feng’s tricks, he waved his hand across his face, directly summoning Ghost Face, his full head of black hair turning silver!

"You really don’t know who I am? Break!"

Ning Fan casually punched the sky to his right, which immediately shattered, and from it fell thousands of illusory young dragons.

With a press of his five fingers, those young dragons screamed miserably, transforming into illusionary light and disappearing...

These young dragons were all transformations of illusion, and Shekong-level illusions were useless to Ning Fan now!

"Ghost Face silver hair, so it’s you!" Commander Feng, upon seeing Ning Fan summon Ghost Face, first had a jolt of his gaze, then showed overwhelming murderous intent.

The cultivator with Ghost Face silver hair was precisely the one who Ancestor Dulong had set a heavy bounty upon, the one who single-handedly destroyed 68 Poison Dragon Guards, wrecked the Seven-Colored Arrow Spirit, and seized the Ancestral Dragon Bow!

After the initial shock, Commander Feng instead showed some disdainful laughter.

"Unexpectedly, the individual considered a major threat by the ancestor is merely an Enlightenment intermediate junior... As long as I can kill you, even paying a price is worth it! You seem extremely resistant to illusions, very well, I shall use divine skills outside of illusions to deal with you!"

"Offering Vessel of Ancient Demons, appear!"

Commander Feng raised his hand, summoning hundreds of golden lights, each light was actually an Offering Vessel of Ancient Demons.

Countless Offering Vessels floated in the air, immediately connecting to form an ancient killing formation.

Ning Fan only glanced at that killing formation, recognizing it immediately; this formation, faintly resembled the world-shattering fierce array used by the Barbarian Ancestor to blood sacrifice the primitive and wild lands—Primordial Inversion Dust Formation.

However, the power of this formation naturally couldn’t compare to the Primordial Inversion Dust Formation. The latter could blood sacrifice the entire primitive and wild lands, while this formation could at most imprison Shekong cultivators.

In the third illusion of Enlightenment, Ning Fan was trapped in the Primordial Inversion Dust Formation for millions of years, researching it for millions of years.

The true Primordial Inversion Dust Formation, he couldn’t decipher, but this weaker formation mimicking it didn’t warrant his attention!

"This formation, is useless against me!"

"Rain Yin Yang, unseal! War Yin Yang, unseal!"

Unsealing two major Yin Yang transformations consecutively, Ning Fan’s aura immediately approached the Initiate Realm of Shekong!

With a step, carrying the momentum to flatten mountains and rivers, he stepped on the weakest spot of the formation diagram!

With just one step, hundreds of Offering Vessels of Ancient Demons were shattered into powder, and the killing formation laid by Commander Feng hadn’t even displayed its power before Ning Fan stomped it into pieces!

"How is this possible! The Dust-Exterminating Formation passed down by the ancestor, shattered by this child with a single step!"

"What Secret Technique did he use, clearly just an Enlightenment intermediate-stage cultivator, yet his cultivation surged to a level approaching Shekong in an instant!"

At this moment, Commander Feng actually sensed a trace of danger from Ning Fan.

If previously he somewhat belittled Ning Fan, he definitely couldn’t belittle Ning Fan even a bit now.

"It seems I’ll have to use the ancestor’s bestowed arrow spirit to eliminate this child... No, that arrow spirit is the key to unseal the ancient array, if used by me, the ancestor will surely blame me..."

"Speaking of which, earlier when I thought I would be killed by the Ninth Grade War Chariot, I tried activating the arrow spirit to fight to the death, yet this child forced the arrow spirit back with a bizarre technique... How did he do it..."

Commander Feng’s mind raced, finally shaking his head, relinquishing the use of the arrow spirit.

Although Ning Fan brought him a trace of crisis, that sense of crisis was still far less terrifying than the Ninth Grade War Chariot.

"I’ll use that thing to deal with this child then!"

Commander Feng abruptly decided, pressing his right hand on his left shoulder, sneering coldly, directly tearing off his left arm, blood splattering across the sky.

"With the price of forever losing my arm, I beseech the ancient demon dragon to manifest!"

Bang!

Commander Feng’s right hand pressed, his left arm immediately shattered into a blood mist, which unfurled across the sky, forming an ancient blood gate.

"Illusion Gate, open!"

As Commander Feng called out, the blood gate opened, and immediately a demon dragon equivalent to the eons-old monsters flew out from the blood gate!

The dragon breath was enough to scorch the skies, its power sufficient to easily obliterate any True Immortal cultivator!

Countless long-dead volcanoes erupted in response to the appearance of the Demon Dragon, as if turning the primitive wilderness into a sea of flames.

"Oh, half-real, half-illusory... quite a rare Illusory Art, unable to be countered..."

Ning Fan’s gaze turned slightly solemn, as his vision naturally discerned that the Ancient Demon Dragon summoned by Commander Feng was an Illusory Art.

The volcanic eruptions were illusions; Commander Feng self-destructing an arm was an illusion, everything Ning Fan saw was an illusion... 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

However, the blood gate summoned by Commander Feng was real!

With Feng’s cultivation, it’s naturally impossible to truly summon an Eternity Realm Demon Dragon. This Demon Dragon is fake, unable to obliterate Ning Fan, nor can it be destroyed by him.

Yet even if it’s fake, the Ancient Demon Dragon possesses an illusion defense comparable to an Eternal Cultivator, with ordinary illusion-breaking Divine Skills unable to vanquish this illusionary dragon. With Ning Fan’s cultivation, even he cannot counter this Illusory Art.

The Demon Dragon is not the key to this art, but the blood gate is the key!

Ning Fan could sense the blood gate breathing like a living creature, extremely subtle yet real.

At the moment the blood gate appeared, Ning Fan’s divine sense began to gradually turn blood-red...

"It’s not the Demon Dragon to be slain, but... the blood gate! This blood gate cannot be destroyed by ordinary means; only Illusory Art can destroy the blood gate!"

"Just right, let’s test my newly mastered Illusory Art on this blood gate..."

No matter how the Ancient Demon Dragon attacked him, Ning Fan did not bother to defend, determined that this dragon was an illusion and wouldn’t suffer any harm!

His gaze was firmly locked on the blood gate, as he stepped forward, triggering the Dao Image of Demonic Night Transformation.

With a step forward, a thread of ultimate darkness emerged from the sky where his foot landed.

That darkness gradually eroded the Flame World wilderness, ultimately transforming the wilderness before Commander Feng’s eyes into complete darkness.

The darkness wasn’t just dark; it was blacker than night!

The world before Commander Feng’s eyes seemed to lose all light; his five senses and spirit sense were gradually stripped away by the ultimate darkness!

He began to lose sight of the blood gate he’d summoned, nor could he see the illusionary Demon Dragon he’d created. The only thing he could see was Ning Fan walking step by step towards him within the darkness!

At this moment, Ning Fan’s white robes and silver hair became so prominent in the darkness.

With each step Ning Fan took forward, the darkness eroding Commander Feng grew denser. Each step bore the will to blacken the heavens and earth!

Commander Feng was horrified to discover he was ensnared by Ning Fan’s Illusory Art, and with Intermediate Harmonious Spirit cultivation, he couldn’t break this Illusory Art!

Ning Fan walked closer, moving opposite to dawn, and wherever he stepped, was night!

Bang!

The sound of the blood gate shattering; Commander Feng couldn’t even see how Ning Fan destroyed the blood gate!

Roar!

The sound of the Ancient Demon Dragon’s demise, it was formed by illusion and perished by illusion!

The darkness eroded Commander Feng’s body, starting from his feet, losing all color point by point, becoming dark, trapped in the night, losing freedom.

Gradually, not only his legs, but his entire body sank into darkness.

Commander Feng desperately tried to break free from the darkness, but found he simply couldn’t.

In the instant when the last part of his body sank into darkness, he finally let out an agonizing scream, actually falling in that Dark Night Illusion Technique!

"So it was Dao Technique! No wonder it’s so powerful... Ah!" Commander Feng’s voice slowly disappeared within the darkness...

"Release!"

Ning Fan, somewhat exhausted, performed spirit sense with ten fingers, lifting the Dark Night Illusion Technique. This was Dao Image-level Dao Technique!

The world seemed never to have been plunged into darkness, just as it had been before.

Commander Feng’s body stood intact in the sky, yet his gaze was hollow, drooling and grinning foolishly.

While beneath Ning Fan’s ghost mask, his eyes bled black and his face was extremely pale, evidently the use of this Illusory Art consumed him greatly.

But the battle results were also astounding!

With this Illusory Art, Ning Fan actually wiped away all of Commander Feng’s spirit awareness, turning him into an idiot!

Commander Feng was not one of the strong among the Intermediate Harmonious Spirit, but Ning Fan’s Illusory Art wiped away his spirit awareness, proving this art’s might!

This art cannot kill, what it obliterates is spirit awareness!

The backlash from this art is extremely terrifying; Ning Fan’s eyes even suffered temporary blindness due to the performance of this art!

Within his Spirit, even more was half-eroded by darkness!

"Before this art is completed, it seems best not to use it excessively..." Ning Fan said solemnly. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)