Wei Zong took his time and flew in all directions, but without exception, he would return to Xuanyun Sect after flying a certain distance. In the eyes of the outside world, Wei Zong was like a headless fly.
Wandering around in place.
Several people were smiling, their faces full of mockery.
"No matter how strong Qin Zong is, he will eventually fall into our hands."
"Yes, when the head of the family gets Mo Yuan, it will be the day when Qin Zong will die."
"Although Qin Zong is strong, it would be unwise to provoke a family. The background of our Liao family is beyond his imagination."
Several people talked to each other, belittling Wei Zong to the point of being worthless, completely forgetting that they were frightened by Wei Zong before and showed his ugly appearance.
"That's enough, let's wait and see what happens."
At the critical moment, the head of the family, Liao Xuefeng, coughed slightly and interrupted the topic. He is not a person who likes to belittle his opponents. If his opponents are useless, then what are they?
When the head of the family spoke, several people stopped talking and continued to look inside the chessboard.
Inside the chessboard, Wei Zong stopped.
His previous behavior had its own profound meaning, and it was not just running around aimlessly in anger.
"This illusion has blocked my own perception, including vision, smell, hearing, touch, etc., and even the most sensitive soul has been vaguely obscured. Therefore, I think I am breaking through in one direction, but it may seem like nothing to the outside world.
Just spinning in circles."
People's perception of the outside world relies on these feelings, and illusions just blind, or distort, your feelings, allowing you to make wrong judgments. Therefore, the easiest way to get rid of illusions is not to rely on these feelings.
Rely on your intuition and act.
This is very difficult for ordinary people. It sounds simple to shut down all your feelings, but to actually do it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. But who is Wei Zong? His control over himself has reached the level of detail.
Pervasive.
Wei Zong closed his eyes, and at the same time blocked all senses, including hearing, smell, etc., even his soul shrank in a corner of the sea of consciousness, dormant. At this time, Wei Zong fell into eternal darkness, and there was only nothingness in his perception.
Nothing can disturb him anymore.
clatter!
Wei Zong relied on his feeling and took a step forward.
clatter!
Then, another step.
Da da da……
Step after step, Wei Zong's pace became more and more intense and his speed became faster and faster.
Looking from the outside, Wei Zongzhen's person has simply turned into a mass of shadow, and he is indescribable.
However, Wei Zong could not sense all of this, and there was only nothingness left in his world. Only in this way could he fight against the illusion. He just relied on his intuition and launched an attack in the direction he thought was right.
Since he didn't get any feedback, he didn't know where he was at all. He didn't know whether he had broken through the space blockade or not.
The only thing he could do was count silently in his mind.
Based on his previous projections in his soul, he probably has a certain understanding of this space spiritual weapon. This spiritual weapon is a chessboard. Each small grid on the chessboard is a space, and each space is separated by space barriers.
The spatial barrier is very strong and can withstand the full force of the Earth Elephant strongman, but to Wei Zong, it is nothing.
The trouble is, the grids on this chessboard can be moved as the owner wants. In other words, if he wants to go out, he must pass through all the spaces on the chessboard. Because as long as he breaks through a space, the owner of the chessboard will immediately move a space.
Take some space and place it on his path.
However, with the speed Wei Zong showed before, it is not difficult to break through all the spaces. This is why Liao Tianchang thought that the void chessboard would not be able to trap Wei Zong for long.
Wei Zong was counting silently in his mind. Based on his perception, he knew how many squares there were on the chessboard. Based on how long it took him to break through a space, he could easily calculate the total time it took to break out of the chessboard.
To the people outside, this scene looked like they had seen a ghost. Their originally proud expressions froze on their faces, and combined with the look of horror, they looked funny and ridiculous.
On the chessboard, Wei Zong no longer wandered around like before, and charged straight in one direction, as if the thousand fantasy pictures could no longer confuse him. Liao Tianchang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was in a hurry, manipulating the blocks one by one.
In front of Wei Zong's only path. But this is just a stop-gap measure. The grids that Wei Zong passed by turned gray, which meant that they were useless.
With Wei Zong's speed, the grids on the chessboard turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally dark chessboard was already filled with grayness.
"Changkong, what's going on with Thousand Fantasy Pictures? Then Qin Zong is coming out, and the Void Chessboard can't delay it for long!"
"I don't know either!" Liao Changkong, who controlled the Thousand Fantasy Pictures, was also confused. In his perception, there was no problem with the Thousand Fantasy Pictures. The illusion should have taken effect. But he didn't know why Qin Zong suddenly
Immune to the illusions in the Thousand Fantasy Pictures.
"Changkong, think of a way to delay him for a while longer! If he comes out now, none of us can stop him!"
The one who spoke was Liao Xuefeng. He looked in the direction of the Patriarch's Palace from time to time, looking a little anxious. That was the place where Mo Yuan's blood sacrifice was held. At this moment, there were faint and powerful waves coming from it, as powerful as prison. Just by feeling it, he felt
You can feel the vast divine grace contained in it.
Mo Yuan has reached the most critical moment. This Qin Zong must not come out to cause trouble.
"Master, I will try my best..."
Liao Changkong roared, not caring about his heartache, he decisively self-destructed the Thousand Fantasy Pictures, releasing all the power of the illusion inside at once. According to common sense, the Thousand Fantasy Pictures can last for a long time. But now the power of the illusion
It was obvious that the power could no longer interfere with Qin Zong, so he became violent and blew it up directly. The power of the illusion increased sharply at once and poured into the chessboard. It was too simple and crude and caused some cracks in the void chessboard.
Unfortunately, it seemed to have no effect. Qin Zong was still unaffected and rushed straight towards the edge of the chessboard.
"Isn't this okay? It's over..."
Liao Changkong looked desperate and collapsed to the ground...
As for Wei Zong, he does not know everything that is happening in the outside world. All he has to do is to rush and keep rushing... nothing can stop him!
Wei Zong kept counting in his mind, and the time in his mind for leaving was very close.
Finally, as if the last barrier had been broken through, Wei Zong suddenly opened his eyes.
What he saw were four people with different expressions. Liao Xuefeng, who looked gloomy and remorseful, Liao Wenshan who was at a loss, Liao Tianchang who was so frightened that his face was deformed, and Liao Tianchang who collapsed on the ground with a look of despair.