King's Awakening-Chapter 748 - : Resurgence of Illusion

Chapter 748: Chapter 748: Resurgence of Illusion

White Mitchell tightly held his sword, his gaze firmly fixed on the old beggar. He calmed down and began contemplating how to counter his opponent.

“Let’s go again!” White Mitchell said with gritted teeth and a firm tone.

The old beggar chuckled heartily and swung his hand lightly. A wave of black energy erupted from his hand. White Mitchell felt the entire space covered by this energy. He quickly activated his inner strength to resist it.

However, in the face of this overwhelming dark power, White Mitchell’s inner strength seemed pale and weak. He felt his body gradually weakening, and it became difficult for him to move.

“Hahaha! Look at you, what have you got to be proud of?” The old beggar laughed arrogantly. “You young people always think too highly of yourselves, thinking that you can solve any problem easily. But, you will never understand the power of someone who has lived as long as I have!”

White Mitchell was anxious. He knew he had to find a way out as soon as possible, or his life would be in imminent danger. He suddenly remembered the illusion that the old beggar had conjured up. Did he have other moves?

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He gritted his teeth, gathering all his strength into one place, swiftly transforming it into sword energy. His sword, like a chilling lightning bolt, cut through the air and charged toward the old beggar.

The old beggar suddenly stopped laughing, his brows slightly furrowed. He felt White Mitchell’s murderous intent, something he had never felt before. He stared into White Mitchell’s eyes, seeing the cold determination there.

“You still have such a trick up your sleeve.” The old beggar sighed lightly, showing a trace of seriousness.

White Mitchell didn’t know the old beggar’s inner thoughts. His mind was filled only with one thought, which was to quickly defeat the old beggar and escape from this nightmarish illusion.

All his strength was concentrated on his sword, full of might, and his sword energy contained endless killing intent. The sword energy pierced the air, fiercely slashing towards the old beggar.

The old beggar’s face changed, turning into a shadow, he quickly dodged White Mitchell’s attack. Then, he flicked his finger, and a ball of black energy headed for White Mitchell like a fierce tiger.

White Mitchell, not daring to delay, swiftly dodged the black energy attack. A thought flashed in his mind, he decided to use his inner strength to fight back again.

The light from his sword was dazzling like the light of stars. His sword energy erupted, shattering the black energy. Using this opportunity, White Mitchell lunged at the old beggar again.

The old begger gave a cold laugh, moving his figure and once again turning into a shadow to avoid White Mitchell’s assault. But this time, White Mitchell did not stop; he followed closely behind, constantly changing angles, attempting to find the old begger’s weakness.

At the same time, the old beggar’s cane was ceaseless as gusts of wind howled. White Mitchell put forth his full strength, using his lightweight skill, artfully dodging the attacks from the gusts of wind.

The two chased and fought on the grassland. The grassland was full of blooming flowers, like a vibrant rainbow. And their bodies were like fish in water, swiftly and agilely moving amongst them.

Suddenly, the old beggar’s eyes narrowed, and with a jerk of his hand, the entire space seemed to twist. White Mitchell felt a void under his feet. The next moment, he found himself transported to a fantastical world.

Before him was a colorfully resplendent scenic picture, golden and glittering, like an Immortal Realm.

To his astonishment, he found himself in the midst of the Nine Heavens.

He was walking on top of a sea of clouds. Under his feet were flowing white clouds, fluttering like silk. Sunlight filtered through the clouds onto his body, warm and comforting. Looking off into the distance, he saw a sea of clouds with seemingly no end, as if he had walked into a dream world.

He looked up and saw a majestic and magnificent palace floating in the sky. It was woven from clouds and light, sparkling radiantly. The roof of the palace was covered with glazed tiles. The tiles flickered with a myriad of colors, emanating a captivating sheen.

At the entrance of the palace were two massive stone lions, their jaws wide and claws out, standing guard over the entrance of the palace in a formidable manner. Inside the gate was a wide avenue, lined with a variety of strange flowers and plants. The flowers released a fragrant aroma, which drifted through the air.

At the end of the avenue, there was a cluster of magnificent buildings, their architectural styles unique yet solemnly dignified. Hanging on the palace walls were colorful lanterns and various decorations, swaying gracefully in the wind. On the palace door, exquisite patterns were carved – every inch of the stone sculptures appeared lifelike.

He entered a large hall of a palace, which was filled with giant palace lamps. Flames burned brightly within the lamps, casting a warm glow and illuminating the entire hall. At the top of the hall was a tremendous mural, depicting the mountains, rivers, and Divine Beasts of the Immortal Realm in a lifelike manner.

There was a piano platform in the hall, on which sat an ancient zither. White Mitchell plucked a few strings, producing incredibly pleasant melodies that echoed throughout the hall. He closed his eyes, losing himself in the world of music, immersed in the indescribable beauty of it.

Leaving the hall, he came to a garden. The garden was filled with unique and rare flowers and plants, exuding a captivating floral fragrance as they vied for attention. At the center of the garden was a small lake, its water crystal clear. A colorful little fish happily swam in the water.

Continuing forward, he arrived at a lush green meadow. A group of small animals was playing on the grass, including rabbits, squirrels, and deer. They hopped, ran, and chased each other, creating a lively and adorable scene. A large tree on the grass bore various delicious fruits. He picked a fruit, finding it sweet, juicy, and delightful.

Sounds of birds singing came from the sky. These birds, in various colors like red, yellow, and blue, soared in the sky, singing joyously. Looking up, he saw a rainbow spanning the sky, vibrant and incredibly beautiful.

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He came to the edge of a cliff, overlooking the landscapes below. Beneath the cliff was a vast ocean, full of surging waves that crashed against the rocks, creating an oscillating song of nature. A group of dolphins was frolicking in the water, leaping out of the surface, thrusting forward, and creating a spray of water.

Looking into the distance, he saw a mountain peak rising into the sky, with clouds swirling around it, reminiscent of a mythical mountain. At the foot of the mountain was a small stream with crystal clear water. A lush bamboo forest lined the stream, and the rustling of the leaves in the wind almost sounded like singing.

White Mitchell was captivated by such stunning scenery, his heart filled with joy and gratitude. It felt like as if he was in a perfect world, where everything was so pure and beautiful, making him forget about worldly miseries and pains.

He was engrossed in this delightful sight, soaking in the peace and happiness the Nine Heavens were providing. He felt as though he could forget all sorrows here, solely enjoying the beauty of life. This was a place full of charm and mystique, providing him with unparalleled satisfaction and happiness.

He took a deep breath, taking in the floral scent-filled air, gazing at the immortal mountains in the distance.

And this, was merely the first layer of the Fairy Court.

Immediately after, White Mitchell stepped into the second Heavenly Court.

In the second Heavenly Court, Mitchell marveled at the scenic view of the magnificent and beautiful Immortal World, floated on clouds. Sunlight leaked through the clouds, illuminating the mountains and rivers, giving off a rainbow-like shimmer, akin to countless gemstones glittering.

Towering and majestic palaces stood in the hall, adorned with lustrous, glazed tiles that gleamed golden. Fairy-like spirits fluttered around the palaces amid auspicious clouds. Amidst the whistling winds and booming thunder, faint music echoed, like the melody of celestial beings.

Various peculiar treasures filled the inside of the palaces. A golden throne room displayed rare treasures, a sight one could hardly cover all at once. An elaborately carved golden bell, engraved with dragon and phoenix pictures, produced resonating, enchanting tones. A fallen star sparkled brightly on top of the throne. Giant sculptures of divine beasts with various dynamics hovered around the palace with tremendous momentum.

As White Mitchell strolled around the palaces, every palace had a different scene, ranging from waterfalls resembling dragon scales, to exquisite and translucent jade pavilions, and the floral sea that resembled a fairy-tale-like scene. On the top of a mountain, he could overlook the entirety of the Fairy Court. It seemed like heaven and earth were in harmony.

He continued forward, entering the third Heavenly Court.

The third Heavenly Court was even more expansive and boundless, a spectacle akin to a human world’s stunning view. A wide expanse of grasslands stretched as far as one could see, devoid of any worldly disturbance and impurity. The distant mountains echoed this, appearing to form a never-ending green ocean.

Various types of flowers adorned the plains, in all sorts of colors, striving and competing in full bloom. A pink rose, petite but exquisite, with transparent petals like jade; a tall and robust tulip, with alternating red and yellow, as splendid as the morning clouds; and swaying, graceful hydrangeas, pale yellow flowers attracting countless butterflies and bees. Various flowers interwoven to form a riotous, colorful scene.

Various animals also resided on the grassland, running freely among the sea of flowers. They included majestic and dignified lions, elegant and noble peacocks, cheetahs as quick as lightning, colorful birds, and various oddly shaped small animals. They lived a joyous and carefree life, devoid of any killings and fights.

White Mitchell wandered among the flowers and plants, marveling at the wonders of nature. He walked through a flower sea, through a dense forest, and passed by an endless lake, his heart delighting in the beauty of it all.

He arrived at the Fourth Heavenly Court.

The Fourth Heavenly Court was a breathtakingly beautiful City on the Water. The lake sparkled brilliantly, gentle waves rippled through, and several boats gently swayed on the lake surface. The sight of fish darting through the water was utterly enchanting.

The City on the Water was constructed of delicately crafted palaces, seeming to float on the water’s surface. The glaze windows of the palace allowed rays of sunlight to filter through, creating a soft and warm ambiance. Around the palace, there were pavilions on the water, each filled with lotus flowers of various colors: pink, red, white, and purple, all competing in full bloom. Water lilies floated on the lake, their petals as white as snow, appearing as pearls on a jade plate.

White Mitchell paddled a small boat, leisurely roaming the City on the Water, enjoying the coolness and tranquility of the lake. He gazed into the distance and saw a colossal waterfall cascading into the lake afar, its stream like liquid silver, a shimmering curtain of jade.

He continued his journey, stepping into the Fifth Heavenly Court.

The Fifth Heavenly Court was a mystical forest. The forest was lush and verdant, the trees so tall and dense that they blocked out the sunlight. Sunlight peeked through the gaps of leaves, creating dappled shadows. Amidst the forest, the scent of flowers and the chatter of birds mixed with the aromatic fragrance of trees.

The forest path was lined with an assortment of flowers, trees, and plants, all in full bloom, a riot of colors and fragrances. Beautiful rhododendrons, transparent daffodils, dazzling camellias, and extraordinarily delicate peonies… Flowers blooming on tree branches, each adding a touch of spectacular color to the forest.

Moreover, the forest was teeming with various small animals. They cheerfully moved through the branches, busying themselves. Suddenly, a little squirrel jumped off a branch. Its agile movements through the trees were like a nimble fairy full of life. Another rabbit scurried by, its long ears flapping, emanating a sense of playfulness and charm.

White Mitchell wandered in the forest, slowly losing track of time, basking in the serenity and beauty of the forest.

He left the Fifth Heavenly Court and stepped into the Sixth Heavenly Court.

The Sixth Heavenly Court was a sea of blossoming flowers. Countless flowers arranged like a constellation, the rich aroma of blossoms permeating the air. There were eye-catching roses, romantic white tulips, colorful peonies, fragrant jasmines, budding rhododendrons, creating a vibrant dance in this world of flowers.

In the sea of flowers, many fairy-like creatures danced elegantly. They held flower wreaths in their hands and wore crowns of flowers that were their namesakes. Their beauty was unparalleled. As these fairy-like beings danced gracefully, their movements fluid and light, they seemed like ethereal beings in a fairyland amidst the wafting fragrance of flowers.

White Mitchell arrived amidst the sea of flowers, closing his eyes to bask in the floral fragrance, as if he merged into the splendid sea of flowers.

He stepped out of the sea of flowers and arrived at the Seventh Heavenly Court.

The Seventh Heavenly Court was a profound lake. The water was clear and transparent, the grass vibrant green, and the white sandy lake bed was clearly visible. Verdant mountains surrounded the lake, appearing like a protected gemstone.

Various water plants floated on the lake surface, delicately dancing like green ribbons, swaying with the breeze, creating delicate ripples. Various fishes swam in the lake, red, blue, gold, silver, emitting a fantastic light, appearing like beautiful flowers gliding through the water.

Around the lake, exquisite pavilions were constructed. Bonsai in the pavilions were trimmed to precision, akin to scroll paintings of landscapes, inducing a sense of calm and joy. There were also bridges casually strewn over the lake surface, under which fish swam back and forth.

White Mitchell sat in a lakeside pavilion, gazing at the tranquility and beauty of the lake, feeling as if he had entered a dreamlike world.

He left the Seventh Heavenly Court and stepped into the Eighth Heavenly Court.

The Eighth Heavenly Court was a golden, radiant fairyland. From a distance, one could see golden buildings, golden trees, framed by a backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, as if one had stepped into a world of gold.

There were magnificent golden palaces, whose glazed windows were studded with gold, reflecting dazzling light. Around the palace, golden trees shimmered, extremely eye-catching. The falling petals from the pavilions appeared like threads of golden rain, showering the world in gold.

In this golden Immortal Realm, there were golden Immortal deer, golden butterflies, and golden birds, all as if they were creatures made of pure gold, breathtakingly beautiful. The golden deer gracefully leapt, dancing in the air, the golden butterflies flitted about, and the golden birds chirped, singing melodies that could only be called heavenly.

White Mitchell was strolling in this golden world, feeling the tranquility and warmth of the golden hue. He touched the golden leaves on the trees, feeling the magic and wonder of the world.

He left the Eighth Heavenly Court and stepped into the final Heavenly Court.

The Ninth Heavenly Court was a sacred and solemn place. Everywhere permeated a solemn and dignified aura, as if it was a holy land revered by all the gods.

There were miraculously crafted statues, each with its own unique form and so lifelike as if even their slightest movements would catch one’s eye. There were magnificent angel statues, elegant goddess statues, majestic War God statues, and holy Buddha statues. Each statue was instilled with a sense of the sacred and solemn power.

At the center of the Heavenly Court stood an imposing and majestic main hall, worshiping the statues of the gods. The tall and solemn statues, under the illumination of the palace lights, shone with golden brilliance.

“Mortal, why do you not kneel upon seeing your Heavenly Emperor?” The statue suddenly spoke.

White Mitchell stood nonchalantly, staring straight at the statue.

“Blasphemy against the Heavenly Emperor is a capital offense, why don’t you kneel immediately!?” The statue spoke again, its voice full of majesty.

However, White Mitchell seemed as if he hadn’t heard anything and amusedly replied: “When did a beggar become the Heavenly Emperor? Aren’t you afraid of shortening your lifespan?”

What!?

The statue emitted a sound of surprise and then said discontentedly, “Such nonsense, I, the Heavenly Emperor, am a supreme being, unrivaled in Immortal Law, worshipped by all, how dare you, a fledgling kid, blaspheme me?

Given that this is your first offense, merciful heavens eschew violence, I, the Heavenly Emperor will not take it into account.

Kneel quickly and atone for your crime!”

Kneel?

White Mitchell laughed dismissively, a thought flashed through his mind, and instantly a sword appeared in his hand.

“Heavenly Emperor, right? Alright, let me test the extent of your ability first!” White Mitchell smirked, quickly stepped forward, leapt high into the air, and thrust his sword straight at the statue.

“Presumptuous! You dare commit deity murder!?” The statue roared in outrage.

“Damn deity? I’m killing you!” White Mitchell’s speed didn’t decrease but increased, like a streak of light, he rushed towards the statue.

Just as White Mitchell’s sword was about to strike the statue, the statue suddenly trembled and shrieked: “Ho… how is this possible? My illusion, it… it actually has no effect on you?

This illusion, even masters in the late-stage of Foundation Establishment cannot resist, how did you manage to do it?”