From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 205 The Immortal Realm Opens: Xiao Yao Faces Danger

As the white light faded, I thought I was stepping onto a fairyland, but instead, I was met with a suffocating sense of oppression!

The surrounding space seemed to be squeezing me, and an invisible force, like an invisible hand, was tightly gripping my heart.

I tried to breathe, but it felt like my lungs were filled with lead, so heavy that I couldn't breathe.

I stumbled and nearly fell to my knees.

"What's going on?" I gritted my teeth, bracing myself, and tried to mobilize my spiritual power to resist this strange force.

However, the spiritual energy that used to flow smoothly now seemed to have frozen, moving extremely slowly and with its power greatly reduced.

A strong sense of unease rose within me; this immortal realm seemed far more dangerous than I had imagined!

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery began to distort. The trees and flowers that were originally clear became blurry and eventually turned into a hideous monster that lunged at me with bared teeth and claws.

I was startled and quickly swung my sword to defend myself, only to find that these monsters were illusions, and my sword passed right through their bodies.

"An illusion!" I realized immediately and forced myself to calm down.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and silently recited the mantra for calming the mind, trying to dispel these illusions.

However, these illusions became increasingly real and terrifying.

I felt as if I were in a sea of ​​blood, with countless wronged souls wailing around me. Their mournful cries were deafening and gave me a splitting headache.

A giant demonic claw emerged from the sea of ​​blood, grabbed my ankle, and dragged me down.

I struggled desperately, but I couldn't break free from its grasp.

Fear surged into my heart like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming me.

I saw distorted faces emerge from the sea of ​​blood, their rotting arms reaching out to drag me into hell.

I closed my eyes in despair, awaiting death...

However, the expected pain did not come.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a vast expanse of white fog. All around me was quiet; I could see nothing and hear nothing.

I tentatively took one step forward, then two steps...

"Is anyone there?" My voice echoed in the white mist, but there was no response.

I reached out, wanting to touch the things around me, but only touched nothingness...

"Am I still in an illusion?"

A thick white fog blanketed the area, so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

I was frantically running around like a headless fly, my heart filled with anxiety.

This damn illusion, how long is it going to keep me trapped here?

I cursed and kicked an unidentified stone at my feet. It arced through the white mist and disappeared without a sound.

Fear coiled around my heart like vines, tightening ever tighter.

I tried to stay calm and silently recited the calming mantra over and over again, but it had no effect.

The surrounding scenery began to distort and deform, sometimes turning into a sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses, sometimes into a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, and sometimes into an abyss...

Every scene was filled with the aura of death, as if it were about to devour me.

I stumbled forward, each step feeling like walking on a knife's edge.

My breathing became more and more rapid, and my clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to my body, making me feel indescribably uncomfortable.

I feel like I'm about to break down. Am I really going to die in this godforsaken place?

Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from the white mist.

He was dressed in a long black robe and wore a strange mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes that stared at me like venomous snakes.

A chill ran through me, and I immediately became alert.

"Who are you?" I asked sharply, gripping the hilt of my sword tightly, ready to strike at any moment.

He didn't answer my question, but slowly walked towards me.

With each step I took, my heart pounded faster, as if it were about to leap out of my throat.

He exuded a dangerous aura that made me feel incredibly oppressed.

"What exactly do you want?" I asked again, my voice trembling slightly.

He remained silent, simply standing in front of me, his cold eyes seeming to see right through my soul.

I gripped my sword tightly, gritted my teeth, and prepared to meet the impending attack.

He suddenly reached out and gently brushed my cheek with his long, slender fingers.

I felt a chill, and goosebumps instantly covered my entire body.

“Interesting…” His deep voice, like that of a demon from hell, carried a hint of mockery, “Truly interesting…”

His hand suddenly grabbed my wrist, and a powerful force held me captive, rendering me unable to move.

I stared in horror, trying to struggle, but found that I couldn't move an inch at all.

He slowly removed the mask from his face, revealing a handsome yet sinister face.

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"You..." I was about to speak when he interrupted me.

"Shh..." He put a finger to my lips to stop me from continuing, "Don't talk, the game has only just begun..."

His cold fingers touched my skin like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, sending chills down my spine.

A powerful force bound me, rendering me unable to move.

His sinister smile, like the whisper of a demon, filled me with dread.

“Interesting…” His deep voice echoed in my ears, “Truly interesting…”

I struggled desperately, but to no avail.

His power was too great; I couldn't possibly contend with it.

Fear surged into my heart like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming me.

"Let me go!" I roared, my voice trembling slightly.

He laughed, a laugh that was even more sinister and cold.

"Let you go?" he repeated my words, his tone full of mockery. "Do you think that's possible?"

He suddenly tightened his fingers, and I felt a sharp pain, as if my bones were about to shatter.

I gritted my teeth, enduring the pain, and tried not to make a sound.

I will not give in! I shouted in my heart, my will as firm as steel.

I closed my eyes, mobilized all my spiritual power, and challenged the force that imprisoned me.

Time and time again, I kept trying, and even if I failed, I never gave up.

Suddenly, I felt the scenery around me begin to distort and warp.

Seas of blood, mountains of corpses, fiery infernos, bottomless abysses...

All the illusions began to collapse, scattering like broken mirrors across the ground.

I suddenly opened my eyes and found myself still standing in the white mist, but the oppressive feeling around me had disappeared.

I did it! I broke through the illusion!

My heart was filled with joy, but I also felt a little tired.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my breathing, and tried to recover as quickly as possible.

Just then, I felt a powerful killing intent coming towards me.

I looked up abruptly and saw Kuroba standing in front of me, his eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

"You actually managed to break through my illusion?" His tone carried a hint of surprise, as well as a hint of anger.

I gave a cold laugh and met his gaze without fear.

"Your illusion is nothing special!"

I drew my longsword and pointed it at him, the tip gleaming coldly.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"

He roared and charged at me like lightning.

Without hesitation, I rushed forward, my longsword flashing with sharp sword energy.

The two forces collided, producing a loud bang.

The surrounding space began to fluctuate violently, with white mist churning like boiling water.

We clashed fiercely, swords flashing and blades flying. For a time, it was impossible to determine the victor.

He suddenly changed his attack method, becoming faster and stronger.

I felt a bit strained, but I didn't back down; instead, it fueled my fighting spirit even more.

"Come on!" I shouted, and the longsword in my hand swung even more swiftly, like a silver dragon, soaring and dancing in the air.

“Interesting…” he murmured, a glint of excitement in his eyes. “Looks like I’ll have to show my true strength…”

He suddenly stopped attacking and formed a complex hand seal with his hands.

"Shh..." He put a finger to his lips, "Quiet, feel..."

A strange energy fluctuation emanated from his body, and the surrounding white mist began to churn violently, as if something terrifying was about to emerge from its cocoon.

My heart skipped a beat. I gripped the sword tightly and stared at him intently, not daring to relax for a moment.

He opened his eyes again, a strange light flashing within them.

I noticed that his attacks seemed to follow a certain pattern; before each move, his eyes would first look at the target.

A thought struck me: Could this be his weakness?

I decided to take the risk.

He attacked me again, but instead of directly defending myself, I followed his gaze, anticipated the direction of his attack, and then quickly dodged.

As expected, his attack missed.

I seized the opportunity, and my longsword shot out like lightning, striking him squarely in the chest.

He groaned and staggered back a few steps.

I gave him no chance to catch his breath and launched another attack, my sword energy surging towards him like a storm.

He clearly hadn't expected me to see through his weakness, and for a moment he panicked, only able to passively defend against my attacks.

I fought with increasing ferocity, my longsword dancing in the air like a dragon, each strike carrying a sharp killing intent.

He gradually weakened, and several wounds appeared on his body, staining his clothes with blood.

The surrounding white mist seemed to sense my power and began to slowly dissipate, revealing the surrounding scenery.

"You...you actually..." He clutched his chest, looking at me in disbelief.

I sneered, pointing my longsword at him, the tip gleaming coldly.

"I told you, your illusions are nothing special!"

How could I let him have his way? I flashed and stood in front of him.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

I thrust my longsword out again, striking him squarely in the back.

He let out a scream and collapsed heavily to the ground, barely breathing.

I didn't kill him, but imprisoned him, and then continued deeper into the Immortal Realm.

The surrounding white mist had completely dissipated, revealing the true face of the Immortal Realm.

This place is actually a desolate desert...

"It seems that this Immortal Realm is more complicated than I imagined..." I muttered to myself, my gaze fixed firmly ahead.

Suddenly, I sensed a powerful aura approaching... "Who?"