YM778.TV Chapter 887: Disperse
Chapter 887: Disperse
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Woo, woo~”
The Asmodian Lord activated the Originator Artifact. Xuan Energy circulated around his hand. As he poured the Xuan Energy inside, the wood carving emitted a blood-red light. Strands of dark air stream spread out from the Originator Artifact, accompanied by wails similar to that of ghosts and howls from bloodthirsty wolves. That noise was not loud, yet people in an area with a radius of three hundred miles could hear it as if it was right in their ears.
“That sound!”
Lu Li frowned, staying alert. He felt something wrong from that sound, something very wrong! The sound contained strange energy, something like divine energy!
“Plop, plop!”
In the cities, Asmodians were dropping to their knees one after another. Their eyes read fear as if they were all looking at the most appalling scenes in the world. Many shivered, their lips colorless, and their pupils contracted. They made no sound, though, and they appeared to be completely devout.
“What, no!”
Soon, Lu Li saw visuals in front of him. The view of his surroundings had changed. He found himself in a huge altar. Flying around the altar were demons and fiends. They raised their heads and screamed, their looks were horrible and their spirit threatening.
There was a three-headed man covered in black scales, a monster as strong as a great ape with one eye and tusks, a bear-shaped monster chained up to something like a pole, an old witch that had insects crawling all over her body and so on…
Strong as Lu Li was, what he saw scared him. Fortunately, he came back to his senses soon. Those were nothing but illusions. If they were real, anyone of those demons and fiends could have torn him apart. If they were real, the Asmodian Lord could have flattened the Demon-slaying City long ago.
“Their Originator Artifact is impressive!”
Lu Li nodded to himself. In that illusion, Lu Li felt divine energy. In other words, while the illusion confused everyone else, the Asmodian Lord could sneak to his target and finish his kill successfully. No wonder the three human warriors that invaded the Eastern Land of Oceans went back without accomplishing anything. Lu Li could still feel the soul attack contained in that noise. The soul attack was soundless and traceless. It could take his life with a frog-boiling effect.
“The soul attack is getting stronger!”
Lu Li could tell, but still, he belittled the Asmodian Lord. There was a silver dragon mark in his Soul Pond that could protect him against all kinds of soul attacks. The Asmodian Lord had misjudged the situation.
“Buzzing!”
Lu Li’s Soul Pond lit up as a silver dragon flew out from his Core of Soul. The silver dragon hovered around his Soul Pond. Almost immediately, Lu Li could feel he was free from the impact of the soul attack.
“Such a simple illusion. How can it trap me? Disperse!”
Lu Li opened his mouth wide and shouted with great intensity. He used the Dragon’s Roar and combined it with the divine energy in his Bead of Life. Since the illusions were supported by divine energy, Lu Li must use the same divine energy to get rid of the illusion.
Lu Li had used half of the divine energy to refine his body. The other half was saved in his Bead of Life. He used some to improve the line diagram and there was some left.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
With the divine energy, the Dragon’s Roar became terrifying. Space shattered and cracks began to appear. Wind bellowed, with some audible thunderclaps. The roar shook both heaven and earth; it echoed to an area with a radius of more than three thousand miles.
“Swish, swish~”
The demons and fiends around Lu Li melted away like ice. The dark clouds made way for the light. Those noises of ghosts vanished. Quietness was restored.
“What…”
In the distance, the Asmodian Lord was shocked. He did not sneak up to Lu Li because he realized that he was not affected. Even the Feather Wind castle was still in place. The Asmodian Lord believed it was not a good time for him to take actions.
The Originator Artifact had many functions. The first being defense, the second to produce illusions and the third to initiate soul attacks. Soul attack and the illusions complemented each other. The longer one was trapped in the illusions, the stronger the effect of the soul attack would be. By dispersing the illusions from the beginning, Lu Li had made the soul attack ineffective.
The wood carving gave out a glow and returned to its original state. In the city, the illusionary visuals in the heads of civilians and warriors disappeared. Even stuck in the illusions, they had all heard Lu Li’s thunder-like shout.
“What… this human emperor is impressive. He was not affected by our Originator Artifact’s illusions!”
“How is that possible? The Originator Artifact has divine energy. Nobody should be able to stay immune other than immortals!”
“Unless… Lu Li has divine energy!”
“Right. I heard from a mole in the humans that Lu Li seemed to have learned something in Demon-slaying City. Back then, there were some abnormalities in heaven and earth. That’s when Lu Li was given divine energy!”
“Yes, I joined the Asmodian Lord’s troop during the last battle. I witnessed the abnormalities in heaven and earth with my own eyes.”
Many Human Sovereign Realm and Earth Immortal Realm Asmodians had come to the city. They discussed animatedly. They were worried. Not even the Originator Artifact could affect Lu Li. Could the Asmodian Lord defeat him?
Also…
Last time, Lu Li used the Feather Wind castle to trap the Asmodian Lord. Even though with Spatial Transference, the Asmodian Lord could escape, it was still likely he would lose again.
“Asmodian Lord, you have shown your move. Now, it is my turn!”
Lu Li shouted coldly. The Asmodian Lord had played his cards. The Originator Artifact was admittedly a piece of powerful weapon. However, Lu Li had just the means to render it ineffective. He was not afraid of soul attacks. Additionally, he had divine energy. No matter how strong the Originator Artifact was, he would not be affected by it.
“Feather Wind castle, disperse… and come again!”
Lu Li shouted. The first Feather Wind castle disappeared. Soon thereafter, a cyan-colored castle showed up in the sky. It did not seem to be merely an illusion, but an authentic one, a huge castle with a radius of thirty miles.
“How…”
Inside the city, Zuo Tengxiong, many others were utterly stunned. Lu Li could build a castle with merely a thought? Besides, this castle did not seem to be a fake one. It looked real.
To make matters worse, they realized they could not use psychic power to check what lies within. They all had a sense of danger coming from the castle. They knew once they were trapped in the castle, they would never be able to come out.
“Oh, no!”
Two chiefs looked at each other, shocked. They knew Lu Li must have some cards in his sleeve or else he would not have carried out his previous attacks in such a bold manner. The chiefs thought Lu Li had made some small breakthroughs. They never expected to see something so grand.
“This is much stronger!”
Inside the Feather Wind castle, the Asmodian Lord held the Originator Artifact in his hand. The red glow from the Originator Artifact formed a layer of shield to protect him. Even so, it could not stop the soul attack in the Feather Wind. The Asmodian Lord felt millions of needles were piercing into his soul.
“Go—”
The Asmodian Lord took out a dagger and hurled forward into space. He tried to tear it apart so he could use Spatial Transference.
However, even when he had exerted great strength, nothing happened. This time, the Asmodian Lord was really panicking. Space was frozen. The Feather Wind castle had been improved to a scale beyond his imagination.
“Hmm!”
Suddenly, the Asmodian Lord heard Lu Li’s sneer. The sound appeared to have come from heaven. The Asmodian Lord could not tell the location of Lu Li. He tried to use psychic power but failed to see through the walls, which only deepened his fear.
He heard Lu Li’s voice again, “Asmodian Lord, you said I was careless? Right back at you. You have come into my Feather Wind and you will never be able to leave. Go to hell!”
“Bang!”
A wall collapsed, falling into many dragons of wind, whooshing toward the Asmodian Lord. The soul attacks in the dragons of wind were threatening. Soon, the Asmodian Lord let out cries of pain.