Gu Xuan recalled the scene when he first entered this illusory formation and used his soul power to explore it.
His soul power, even if it extended to a range of three hundred miles, still did not find the boundary of this illusory array.
At that time, he thought that the person in charge of the illusion formation was hindering his investigation.
But after Lin Yuejian was beaten by him and fled in embarrassment, Gu Xuan changed his mind.
This illusion formation should be unmanned.
Otherwise, he would not have remained indifferent even though Lin Yuejian was almost killed by him.
Moreover, the strength of a person who can set up such an illusory formation is probably far above that of the Holy Realm.
With Lin Yuejian's current strength, I'm afraid he is not qualified to ask such a strong man to help him set up a magic array just to kill him.
Because such a strong person might be able to destroy himself with just a finger.
"Strength, strength, after all, it's still not enough!"
Gu Xuan sighed secretly in his heart, but the pace under his feet accelerated.
Because, just three hundred miles away from where they are now, there is a huge palace.
Gu Xuan had a hunch that if he wanted to get out from here, perhaps this huge palace would be the breakthrough.
Seeing Gu Xuan suddenly speeding up, a look of excitement flashed across Fairy Feihong's face.
"Brother Gu Xuan, did you discover something?"
Fairy Feihong asked hurriedly.
Gu Xuan casually killed several Wu Pos in front of him and nodded.
"There is a palace three hundred miles ahead. Perhaps there is an exit there that can allow us to get out. I have become more and more certain that this place is not just as simple as an illusory formation.
This should be a world similar to Fentian Continent. It’s just that it’s many times smaller.”
Fairy Feihong frowned.
"But if this is not an illusion array, but an independent space, then how come its entrance is within the jurisdiction of the Suzaku Immortal Sect.
I don’t know how many times our ancestors have explored the territory under the jurisdiction of the Suzaku Immortal Sect. If there is such an entrance, there is no reason why they can’t discover it?”
Gu Xuan held his chin, a look of thought flashed in his eyes.
"What you said makes sense, but it is easy to explain. That entrance is just a temporary entrance, a temporary entrance created by Lin Yuejian.
He must have a way to get in and out of here freely. When he escaped, he told me that he was no longer in the same time and space as me and I couldn't kill him.
At that time, I suspected that he had entered some special time and space. But I know now that it was definitely not the case. He had just returned to Fentian Continent.
Therefore, this must not be the space where Fentian Continent is located. Let’s call this place the fantasy world.”
Fairy Feihong listened carefully to Gu Xuan's words and began to think.
This is indeed a fantasy space, and even legendary creatures like Wu Po are so numerous that they are countless.
Fairy Feihong frowned.
"There are even creatures like Wu Po. With so many trees here and so much resentment, will there be Hua Po?"
Gu Xuan suddenly stopped and stared at Fairy Feihong strangely.
"It's better not to have one. Flower souls are different from fog souls. They have no entity and are easy to deal with. Every flower soul has an entity, but they are transformed by resentment, so they are almost difficult to kill.
If you really encounter one, it will be very troublesome. Because if the number of flower souls reaches a certain level, then a flower soul king will definitely be born.
King Hua Po, in terms of strength, is probably comparable to the True Emperor!"
Fairy Feihong smiled, her smile as bright as a flower.
She waved her sleeves and threw out the whip. Thousands of whip shadows were like clouds rising up into the sky, drawing a total of nine mist souls into them and tearing them into pieces.
Seeing this, the surrounding fog souls let out shrill roars.
At this moment, this world suddenly turned into billowing black clouds, filled with black air, and the mist turned into the form of resentful ghosts, flying, roaring, and tearing.
Such changes did not attract much attention from Fairy Feihong and Gu Xuan.
Anyway, no matter what kind of changes occur in this damn place, it’s not surprising.
There are already so many mist souls, so a few more resentful ghosts will mean nothing.
Especially Gu Xuan, in the world of burial and death, he has never seen any kind of ghosts and monsters. Even Shura, a creature with thousands of resentments integrated into one, has been killed. What else can scare him.
"In Burning Sky Continent, there has been no true emperor for who knows how many years. All the rumors about the true emperor in the past, now it seems, are probably very false.
According to legend, even ten true emperors may not be able to defeat a holy warrior.
However, Brother Gu Xuan, you are only half a true emperor, and you can suppress the holy warriors. When you become the true emperor, I am afraid that none of the ten holy warriors will be your opponent."
Fairy Feihong smiled as brightly as a flower, stared at Gu Xuan and said.
Gu Xuan, however, held his chin. This question is indeed worth pondering.
It is generally accepted that a true emperor can achieve immortality.
However, it is also recognized that ten true emperors may not be the opponent of one holy warrior.
Let me ask, how can it be possible that ten near-immortal true emperors are no match for a holy warrior?
The Holy Realm has indeed mastered the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and has a certain power to follow the rules of the world, but for the true emperor, this power is simply not enough.
There must be some reason for this, which probably very few people know.
"I don't have an answer to this question either. Maybe I will know when I become the true emperor one day."
Gu Xuan replied seriously.
The two talked and moved forward.
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them were only fifty miles away from the huge palace in front of them.
Whoosh!
The speed of the two people became a bit slower because the number of mist souls around them was increasing.
Seeing them approaching the palace, these fog souls became more ferocious, and the frequency of attacks more than doubled.
"These mist souls are getting more and more..."
Fairy Feihong was talking when she suddenly felt a hand grab her wrist.
"Brother Gu Xuan, you..."
Fairy Feihong naturally knew it was Gu Xuan, so she blushed a little and hesitated to speak.
"Looking ahead, it looks like we've won the lottery."
Gu Xuan smiled bitterly and pointed forward.
Fairy Feihong looked in the direction pointed by Gu Xuan's finger.
There, on top of a towering tree, there was a little girl as beautiful as an elf, looking ahead with a sad face.
I say it is a little girl because it is really small, only five inches long at most.
However, she is as plump as an adult woman, her body proportions can be described as perfect, and her petite face is extremely delicate.