For three whole days, Mu Yang sank into the soul space, experiencing painful suffering.
However, his efforts were still well worth it. The two cracks in his soul had been widened a lot at this moment, and there would be no problem in another three to five years.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Luo Wan and Sheng Ran waiting anxiously in the room, and even Xiaolan looked anxious.
"What's wrong?" Mu Yang said slowly in a weak voice, "What happened?"
Sheng Ranben's heart finally relaxed. For the past three days, her heart had been affected by Mu Yang's painful expression, and she counted the hours in fear every day.
There is no way, who makes Mu Yang's soul refining and soul refining process too brutal.
"Uuuuuuu, Brother Mu, you finally woke up."
"Brother, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Luo Wan also scanned Mu Yang's body with his eyes.
Mu Yang asked strangely: "I'm fine, very fine, what's wrong?"
However, when he finished saying this, a stench came from his nose, which made him frown suddenly. When he looked down, he realized that his whole body was soaked in sweat-soaked clothes.
"Ugh~~~" Mu Yang retched and rushed to the bathroom, "It's so damn disgusting!"
I don’t know how Sheng Ran and Luo Wan endured it. Even Xiaolan just stood at a distance for fear of being fainted.
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The 'Fantasy Hunting Ground' is located at the extreme northern end of Longmian Continent, close to Beimang City. However, any soul master who wants to enter it will be arranged to wait for rest in Beimang City.
This city is covered in ice and snow all year round, and there is almost no spring or summer.
The lives of ordinary people are not as moist as those in southern cities. Apart from food, the biggest problem is keeping warm.
Fortunately, there are fewer spirit beasts here, and even small children can step out of the green zone from time to time and have some fun.
This is a hardship for those soul masters. The scarcity of soul beasts means the shortage of soul orbs, so their soul levels are generally low.
When all the other soul masters who were going to enter the 'Illusion Hunting Ground' arrived, the people here stood on the street pointing and pointing with excitement and envy.
The team from Ningyuan City was assigned to a hotel in Nanwai City. Luxury was not considered luxurious, and shelter from the wind and cold was no problem.
"Vice President Yuan, when can we enter the 'Illusion Hunting Ground'?" Mu Yang rubbed his hands and exhaled, looking impatient.
"We are lucky, we can arrange to enter tomorrow."
"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
"No, that's just a pit. Just jump in hand in hand."
Mu Yang was shocked when he heard this, and it sounded rough: "It's gone?"
"Well, no more." Yuan Wenhuai nodded matter-of-factly, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he said repeatedly: "Oh, by the way, time!"
"I've made it clear that you can stay there for up to three months. What you will feel after entering is more than that."
"How long?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise, "It won't be hundreds of years and eight years, right?"
"Damn, what are you thinking!" Yuan Wenhuai rolled his eyes, and then said, "Seven levels, a total of three time flow rates."
"So magical? Tell me quickly and let me hear it."
"The first three floors have a flow rate of ten to one, which means one month outside and ten months inside."
"The flow rate on the fourth to sixth floors is 100 to 1. I don't know about the last floor. No one has been there."
When Mu Yang heard this, he immediately started to think about it. What is the concept of a hundred-to-one time flow rate?
Three months outside, three hundred months inside?
Really
The sage can enter, and the emperor can come out!
Thinking about it makes me impatient.
After Yuan Wenhuai left the room, Mu Yang stood alone by the window, looking at the whole city, thinking with some emotion: "It would be great if those friends didn't die!"
Even Mu Yang dared to think about creating an emperor. If it were anyone else, let alone staying in there for three months, it would be a huge problem to stay alive.
Just as Mu Yang was sighing melancholy, his eyes suddenly noticed that there seemed to be three very familiar figures on the crowded street. At this moment, they were following a certain city team to their residence.
"Huh?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, and rushed downstairs with nervousness and excitement in his heart.
"Brother Mu, why are you going?"
"I think I saw Huang Zisheng and Sheng Tai?"
Mu Yang's voice echoed, but the person had already disappeared.
But when he came to the street, the three people had long disappeared.
Sheng Ran and Xiao Lan arrived shortly afterwards and hurriedly searched among the crowd.
Xiaolan's speed was extremely fast. In just a moment, she had already covered the entire area.
"Master..." Xiaolan shook her head at Mu Yang and said no more.
"Brother Mu, are you mistaken?"
Mu Yang frowned, the disappointment in his eyes was clear. Hearing this, he could only accept this fact and said with some dejection: "Maybe I miss them too much."
But despite what he said, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. After all, with his own eyesight, how could he see it wrong?
After returning to the room, Mu Yang's thoughts fell into memories again. Starting from the alley with swaying lights, he thought about everything he had experienced, and it flashed through his mind like a movie scene.
"Xiao Ran, when you went back to Hengshui City, did you find their bodies?"
Mu Yang's originally dull eyes suddenly became sharp.
Sheng Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then said without thinking: "No, they should all be burnt."
"You didn't notice anything strange?"
"Well..." Sheng Ran pursed her lips, tried to think about it, and then said in a deep voice, "Yes!"
"Say it quickly!"
"Do you still remember Pei Yushan?"
"Of course I remember."
"We found him next to the pile of charred bodies, but when we went back again, his body disappeared."
"ah??"
"Yes, I thought it was taken away by the spirit beast at the time. But now that I think about it carefully, it seems that Xiaolan didn't find any trace of the spirit beast nearby at that time?"
Xiaolan on the side also nodded when she heard this and said: "Well, I also thought it was strange at the time, but I couldn't speak yet, so I didn't bother to explain."
"Hiss~~~~" Mu Yang frowned, immersed himself in thinking, and did not speak for a long time.
After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and asked in a startled voice: "Is there any kind of soul technique that can create a fake body?"
"Fake body?" Sheng Ran was a little confused after hearing this, and then his eyes brightened, "You mean...?"
"Yes, fake body!"
"Yes!" Luo Wan's voice suddenly came over. She came into the room early in the morning and saw several people discussing something in a solemn atmosphere, but she did not dare to interrupt.
"The holy water soul technique 'Fantasy', the holy golden soul technique 'Scape Body' and the holy golden soul technique 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' can all achieve the effects you mentioned."
"It's just that the 'scapegoat' can only create a clone for yourself, and you must be a golden soul master to do so."
Luo Wan is rich in knowledge and has most of the effects of soul arts in his mind, so he answered it naturally.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yang and Sheng Ran were both surprised.
Already, they all said in unison: "Butterfly!"
Mu Yang remembered that in order to let the butterfly take him into the Purple Sun Prison, he quickly raised its soul level to the sage level. However, due to time constraints, it did not have time to integrate the new soul skills.
If it is really the "illusion" of the holy water soul technique, it must be the work of Butterfly.
"Wan'er, come on, tell us, what is the specific effect of that 'illusion'?"
Seeing Mu Yang holding her hand excitedly, Luo Wan felt extremely happy and said in a sweet voice: "Unlike the 'phantom body' of the shadow soul technique, the clone condensed by the 'illusion' has a physical body."
"Although you don't have intelligence when you are at the spirit level, you can make sounds and run. After being killed, you will bleed and suffer like a real person."
"At Heaven level, you can act independently and actively attract firepower to the target to distract the enemy."
"Once it reaches the Xuan level, it can completely become a living person, and can even perform soul magic."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yang confirmed what he was thinking, that Pei Yushan's corpse must be the condensed form of 'illusion', and it will naturally dissipate when the time comes.
"Xiao Ran, they may not really be dead!"
Mu Yang had tears in his eyes and his nose was a little sore. He sighed to Sheng Ran, obviously very excited.
"Really?"
"My brother is still alive? There is also Liu Tianyi's humanoid plane, Huang Zisheng, Sister Yuerou..."
Sheng Ran murmured everyone's names, and her tears had already soaked the clothes on her chest.
"Xiao Lan, we are leaving tomorrow. I will work hard for you tonight. Even if we search Beimang City all over, we still have to find them!" Mu Yang patted Xiao Lan on the shoulder and said with a serious face.
When Xiaolan heard the words, she didn't hesitate for a moment and disappeared directly, leaving only a voice that was still echoing: "I'll start right now."
Mu Yang was waiting in the room with great anticipation. He had even begun to imagine the scene of meeting all his friends.
Sheng Ran told Luo Wan and Mu Chen stories about those friends. The wonderful parts made Mu Chen clap his hands repeatedly, but the sad parts made Luo Wan shed tears.
After so many years, although Mu Yang and Sheng Ran never mentioned the names of these people, they both thought of them all the time.
Pei Yushan silently guarded Muyang's relatives.
Si Kui is loyal and dedicated, always at the front of the most dangerous places.
Shengtai, Liu Tianyi, He Shiyun, Lin Yuerou, and Huang Zisheng, each of them are Muyang's most trusted and cherished friends.
After staying up all night, even Mu Chen listened to the stories with great interest.
Until the sun rose in the east, the green sunlight penetrated the barrier, and Xiaolan finally appeared in the room.
"I searched all the hotels and every community, but I couldn't find any trace of them!"
As soon as Xiaolan appeared, she breathlessly informed Muyang of the result.
Obviously, with his speed, he could cover the entire city overnight, but the results were somewhat unsatisfactory.
"How is that possible!" After hearing this, Mu Yang sat slumped on the bed, scratching his hair and not knowing what he was thinking.
Hope is the most terrifying thing. It can give people unlimited power, but when hope is shattered, the pain it brings is also very intense.
Muyang was very convinced by Xiaolan's words. Since he said he hadn't found it, it must have been that he hadn't found it.
From this point of view, I really saw it wrong and thought too much!
Mu Yang shook his head with a wry smile, feeling melancholy in his heart. Even Yuan Wenhuai notifying them to prepare for departure could not bring him out of this sad mood.
"Brother Mu..." Sheng Ran held Mu Yang's hand and walked on the streets of the city, "Don't be too sad, we have already accepted this result, haven't we?"
"But, I really don't believe that they will all die."