Before the last step of refining the sky-covering umbrella, Meng Xiang had all kinds of worries in his heart, but when the real thing came, he suddenly became less nervous because he suddenly realized that all his previous worries were redundant.

Although Huan promised to do it according to his request, he really couldn't ask her about how to inject mirage and how much mirage was injected, because he knew that mirage was too important to her. It is no exaggeration to say that mirage is the source of her life and the foundation of her existence.

Since mirage is so important to her, how could he expect her to do what he asks? He would not let others point fingers at him in this matter. Although he could feel that the other party wanted to establish a more reliable relationship with him and should make some concessions in some matters, he did not believe her and still made concessions in such major matters that were related to life and death.

He couldn't even take care of it, so Meng Xiang simply stopped worrying about his own performance. As for the result, he could only choose to accept it. However, he still had a hope in his heart, hoping that she could promise him before and ensure the quality of the sky-covering umbrella. Of course, he had no extravagant hopes for it too good.

It seemed as Meng Xiang expected that the situation was as Meng Xiang had expected. When the refining of the sky-covering umbrella reached the last moment, Huanyi turned against the previous ease, and she felt a solemn feeling in her whole body. Especially when she was about to inject mirage into the sky-covering umbrella, she stopped the work in her hand, raised her head, and looked at Meng Xiang.

Meng Xiang said at this time that it was not that he was not nervous, which was completely a lie, because maybe the result would be determined in the next second, but he forcibly suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart and tried to make his eyes look calm. He didn't want his emotions to affect the other party, because he understood that at a critical moment, a little bit of external stimulation may affect the final result.

Huan looked at Meng Xiang for a while before speaking. The whole process lasted for about five seconds, but this was the longest five seconds he felt. "I think I need to be honest with you in one thing, and I hope you are mentally prepared."

Sure enough, Meng Xiang heard Huan's words and his heart suddenly tightened, as if he was caught by an invisible big hand, but he still tried his best to keep calm and said, "Senior, please speak. Please listen carefully. No matter what the senior said, I will accept it."

"I hope you are telling the truth." Huan's eyes were still looking at Meng Xiang, with a serious look in her eyes, as if she attached great importance to Meng Xiang's words.

"That's of course. Although I dare not say a word, I can't catch you, but I can still be responsible for my words and deeds." Meng Xiang's expression remained calm, but a hint of bitterness appeared in his heart. If I say no, will you listen to me?

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved." Huan waved his hand, "Well. I won't talk nonsense. I'll tell you the facts. Since I was sealed by the Heavenly Dao for a long time, and it used evil means to weaken my power. So although I have escaped now, I am still very weak. In order to build this space with a difference of more than a thousand times the speed of time from the outside world, I have generated some consumption. Although these consumptions are nothing to the peak period, they will make me even weaker now. Can you understand what I said?"

Damn it! I was really worried about anything. Meng Xiang cursed secretly in his heart, but his expression remained calm and said, "I don't understand very well, please let me tell you clearly." He felt that what he said did not seem to be said from his mouth, but from a very distant place, which seemed a little erratic.

Huan did not take his gaze back, but still looked at Meng Xiang's eyes. After he finished speaking, he shook his head and said, "Actually you understand. You said you were pretending to be confused. But since you want to do this, I will make the matter clear. I can't inject mirage into the sky-covering umbrella, as it will damage my origin. I'm sorry."

Buzz... Huan's words were very gentle, but Meng Xiang felt that his head seemed to be hit by someone's big stick. The feeling was similar to the feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff and stepping on the air, but it hit him even more.

"Is that right? Then forget it. How could the younger generation hurt senior because of their own selfishness?" Although it had been a while since Huan hit him with a head blow, Meng Xiang still felt the false smell when he heard what he said, and even ordinary people could feel it. This made him realize that he had no chance to deceive the other party, but at this time he no longer cared about what kind of bad effects this would bring.

Since the worst situation has already happened, what else can make the situation worse? Meng Xiang felt that he had a bit of a broken jar at this time, but he no longer cared. After so much effort, he finally failed. The blow to him was really too big. Even if he was an immortal and a high-level immortal, his tolerance was much stronger than that of ordinary people, but this does not mean that the tolerance is limitless. Once he exceeds a certain limit, it will still have a great blow to him.

After a while, Meng Xiang didn't know how long it was. He had no time to count the time. Huan spoke again: "You can perform like this, to be honest, some of it was beyond my expectations. If it were me, I might not be as good as you. But don't worry, since I made the promise, I will fulfill it."

"Really?" Meng Xiang was excited and subconsciously said two words, but when he found that his reaction was a little wrong, it was irreversible. However, he quickly calmed down and felt that the other party would not change his mind because of this.

Meng Xiang soon discovered that his judgment was correct. Huan seemed to not care about his performance at all, but said to himself: "Although I can inject mirage directly into the sky-covering umbrella, this does not mean that I will break my trust in you. I will still inject mirage into the sky-covering umbrella. I think you must want to know where the mirage I injected into the sky-covering umbrella came from, right?"

Meng Xiang did not take Huan's words because he found that she did not actually want him to answer, and the result was the same. Soon she gave her answer: "The mirage that I injected into the sky-covering umbrella is divided into two parts, one of which belongs to my tribe, and the other part is drawn from my body by the seal set by the way of heaven. Although the part of the mirage that was drawn from me has been lost due to the years of age, it can still be recycled a certain amount. In addition, the part I received from the tribe, add up, and the quality of the umbrella should not be bad."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment. Then she raised her head and looked at Meng Xiang's eyes again. After about two breaths, she continued: "But before I inject the mirage into the sky-covering umbrella, I have a question to ask you."

This time Meng Xiang felt that Huan was not playing a game of talking to himself. He was really asking him, so he immediately replied: "Senior, please ask me. What I can answer must tell you the truth."

Huan nodded: "I sensed that a large number of people were dispatched in the Heavenly Palace, and the target was directed to the foggy space where I am now. I originally thought they were coming for me in order to re-seal, but later I found that the situation was wrong. One of the people seemed to be prepared. Long before I broke the seal, the second heavenly path had been sealed. Even if I unsealed it, it would not be possible to tell its minions, so I came to the conclusion. They were not coming for me. Then tell me if they came for you?"

"The senior guessed it was right. They were indeed coming for me. Because he had some friction with their master." Meng Xiang did not hide it, and told the truth, and his expression seemed very calm, but his heart was completely different from his expression, with turbulent waves.

One of the most important reasons for Meng Xiang's emotions to fluctuate so much was that he learned an extremely critical information from the illusion's words. She seemed not to have known his memory as she did at first, otherwise she would have known the grudge between him and the Heavenly Dao, and then directly judged that the Heavenly Palace, as the minion of the Heavenly Dao, would send a large number of people to come here for him and would not ask him.

Of course, this may also be a trick to make a illusion, the purpose is to confuse his audio-visual and make it impossible for him to know that she has spyed on his memory, but he quickly denied this idea. Through this period of dating with her, he already knew her better. If she really knew his memory, she would not be able to hide it. Even if she wanted to hide it, it would not be such a low-level method.

"So, the foggy space will become a battlefield." Huan nodded, with no surprise in her eyes. It seemed that she had already guessed the answer, "Then what are your plans? Do you want to set the battlefield in the foggy space?"

"I have this idea because the special environment of the fog space is beneficial to me." Meng Xiang did not hide it and directly told Huan about his thoughts. He really wanted to use the fog space to weaken the opponent's advantage of the large number of people.

"Since you have this kind of thought, the situation will be a little troublesome." Huan shook his head, and a hint of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

Meng Xiang is not a stupid person. From the appearance of the fantasy, he immediately had an idea and said: "Senior, is the choice of juniors related to the injecting mirage into the sky umbrella? Well, does the special environment in the fog space have to do with the mirage extracted from you by the seal set by the Heavenly Dao?"

A look of praise appeared in Huan's eyes and said, "Your reaction is not slow. Let me tell you the truth. The fog space was not like this at first. When the Heavenly Dao sealed me here, there was neither fog nor creatures, and it was completely a barren land."

"Senior, is it because of the current changes in the fog space?" Although Meng Xiang had guessed the answer, when he was confirmed from her, he felt a strong shock. You must know that he still has some understanding of the fog space. He can make it change so much, and he really cannot imagine that it was caused by the existence of a person.

How powerful is the Ancestral Immortal? Meng Xiang found that his understanding of the Ancestral Immortal was not comprehensive enough. At least his previous understanding was simply wrong, but just his take for granted. This made him feel even greater desire, hoping that one day he could stand at the peak of the entire universe.
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