Marrying a Former Supreme God
Parallel Ball Illusion
In the Sky World at the moment.
Ever since the mission of exploring the Sky World began, Xiu Jimei and his group had successfully completed the mission. But there was a slight oddity as they were in the twenty-story pagoda.
Xiu Jimei as well as the others had trouble finding a way out even the atmosphere inside the twenty-story pagoda was a little strange. Since Ming Zise could not enter to interfere in the examination, they could all only rely on her own abilities.
"It looks like we've been living on this floor for a long time. Why can't we go to the next floor yet?" Wang Xuyue looked exhausted.
Right now, they were on the eighteenth floor and were the worst difficulty level. Xiu Jimei and Xiu Jikai may not be concerned about it. After all, this twenty-story pagoda was only for cultivators below the earth realm.
While they were cultivators of the sky realm. Seeing that they looked exhausted, Xiu Jimei did not force himself to look for the entrance to the nineteenth floor.
"We've been here a week, but still can't get out. Is something wrong?" Jia Lishan was also confused.
The first time he entered the twenty-story pagoda in the previous exam, nothing seemed to go wrong.
"Could this be the true level of complexity of the eighteenth floor?" tanya Kin Wenqian also guessed.
Xiu Jimei's expression turned serious. "shouldn't. My brother and I have entered this pagoda in the past and there have been no difficulties whatsoever" he explained. "Something's wrong with this place."
"You're right." Xiu Jikai nodded.
His feeling was uneasy since entering the eighteenth floor here. It seemed like something was holding them back from being able to get out.
Surprisingly, they did not know what kind of mystical item could get them stuck on the eighteenth floor. Not to mention, not a single other group disciple had come.
Could this be an illusion? But when Xiu Jikai checked, there was no illusion whatsoever.
Before long, the Tuit Tuit came out of the innate spiritual space.
"Sir, we're stuck in the illusion of a parallel sphere" he said.
"What's that?" Xiu Jimei was curious.
"As the name implies, this speed is stuck in the same place but is actually just artificial. Upon entering the eighteenth floor, I felt something strange. It was only then that I realized that we had entered into the illusion of parallel spheres. Anyone who enters it will not be able to get out. Even the person who was beyond illusion alone would not notice it," the Tuit Tuit class while perched on Xiu Jimei's shoulder.
"Tuit Tuit, how do you know?" asked Wang Xuyue.
"Well, just a secret. But importantly, this is a god cultivator technique and only god cultivators can also break his illusion," replied Tuit Tuit in slight hesitation. "Just I don't know why this parallel sphere is here" he murmured.
Tuit Tuit has a secret identity as a fire phoenix. Even Xiu Jimei did not know his true identity even though the two of them were connected to each other.
They are silent at this time. It was likely that the other group of participants had already made it out of the twenty-story pagoda.
"Xiao Mei, what should we do now?" Wang Xuyue was worried.
Xiu Jimei thought seriously at this moment then asked Tuit Tuit again. "This illusion created, is there an intermediary?"
"of course. But these intermediaries should be outside the illusion and keep the parallel balls from breaking or breaking. If it breaks, the illusion is broken."
"What other ghostly ideas do you have?" Xiu Jikai glanced at him.
"Can we destroy this wall of illusion?"
Xiu Jikai did not answer directly. "try it. I'll try it. Which corner should be destroyed?"
Xiu Jikai walked towards the wall and gathered spiritual energy in his fist. After which, he punched the wall with all his might.
At first nothing was wrong. But gradually there seemed to be a strange wave of spiritual energy enveloping the wall.
Xiu Jikai again punched him with all his might and sure enough, a strange wave of spiritual energy appeared on the surface but quickly sank.
"It's a waste" he said.
"Let me try." Xiu Jimei was impatient.
But Xuan Xing felt doubtful. "Isn't this twenty-story pagoda also protected by special spiritual energy?"
"Yes, but the spiritual energy that enveloped the pagoda could still make the wall crumble. But not this time. Didn't you also see Xiao Kai punching the wall with all his might?" Yan Yujie was a little clever at the moment.
"That's right, too," Xuan Xing muttered.
This time Xiu Jimei touched the wall and sensed if the strange spiritual energy enveloped the surface without any faults. Tuit Tuit felt it too.
"Master, try to punch him. Use a little of the essence energy of the eight gods" he said.
Xiu Jimei did as Tuit Tuit said. He headed towards the wall with all his might and a gust of wind around his fist made several strands of his soul flutter.
This time, the tremors on the wall were bigger and stronger than when Xiu Jikai punched him. Even the eighteenth floor of the twenty-story pagoda also shook.
"What's going on?" Yan Yujie was a little wary.
Xiu Jikai did not answer the question and made his own claim. "It might work" he murmured.
Xiu Jimei again punched the wall a few times without caring about the shaking room. The strange spiritual energy came back into sight again and gradually began to weaken.
Meanwhile outside of the parallel sphere illusion, the three ghost race cultivators were in the darkness while paying attention to the white glass ball which showed a slight crack.
They're shocked.
"What's going on?" Fan Li was on guard.
"I don't know. But according to the king, if this parallel sphere breaks, then the illusion is broken" Mei Rong replied.
These three were none other than the ghost race that often bothered Yan Yujie. This time they were ordered by the ghost king to make a backlash.
Only, this time it was different. They only needed to trap Xiu Jimei's group into the illusion of a parallel sphere. His king also guaranteed that this time the Xiu twins would also not be able to break the illusion.
The ghost king's confidence indeed made Fan Li, Mi Sai and Mei Rong suspicious. They did not possess this kind of thing in the Ghost World and were likely not from the Ghost World.
"What should we do now?"
"What else? We are not asked to do everything else other than keep this ball," Mi Sai replied innocently. "Why do I feel guilty. If the ghost king-to-be knew it was us, wouldn't our lives be over?"
"Then don't let him know." Mei Rong looked at him dislikefully. But his heart was also agitated. Ever since he was hollowed out in his chest that day, a feeling of fear took root in him.
Slowly, the cracks on the parallel balls get clearer and can break at any time.
