Practice begins with immortality

Chapter 252 Give Up Thinking

"What on earth is going on?" Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor came back to his senses from his shock, breathing heavily, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

He originally thought that he had been cut into pieces by the terrifying force, but at this moment he found that he was holding the Prism Magic Crystal intact and standing firmly in the void.

"Could it be that everything I just experienced was just an illusion?" Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor muttered to himself, his mind beginning to recall the various scenes that had happened before. Those scenes were so realistic and horrifying that he couldn't help but sweat all over, and he felt a deep fear in his heart.

"The person who cast the illusion must be nearby. How dare he tease me like this!" Thinking of this, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan was furious. He decided not to sit and wait for death, but to take the initiative to attack.

Therefore, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan concentrated all his energy and released his powerful divine consciousness with all his strength. Like an invisible net, it quickly covered every inch of space around him, trying to find the trace of the mysterious caster.

"Found it! Right there! Heavenly Illusion Divine Light!" Suddenly, the Ancient Ancestor Qianhuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he roared. The Prism Magic Crystal in his hand shone brightly, and a pure white beam of light, like lightning, shot off in a certain direction.

Instantly, a scream was heard as a dark figure was struck by the beam and plummeted from the sky. Seeing this, Qianhuan Guzu was overjoyed. He flashed like a ghost and teleported to the spot where the figure had fallen. With a wave of his hand, a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, attempting to capture the dark figure.

However, when Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor saw clearly what was sucked in, his face changed drastically and he blurted out: "What?! This is just a puppet!" It turned out that what he had caught with all his effort was not the real caster, but just a puppet prop used to confuse him.

At this moment, something strange happened. Without warning, the body of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor began to swell rapidly, like an inflating balloon, growing larger and larger. Then, with a loud "bang," the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor's body suddenly exploded, transforming into a cloud of blood mist that filled the air.

As the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor exploded, the entire world shook violently. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding environment underwent another earth-shaking transformation. The previously empty void vanished, replaced by a blazing hell of flames. Endless flames shot up into the sky, the scorching heat threatening to incinerate everything in the world.

"Oh no! This is actually a multi-loop illusion!" The voice of the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor echoed in this fiery hell, filled with fear and despair...

The so-called multi-loop illusion is actually the ingenious fusion of the execution processes of several illusions, thus constructing a seemingly endless "ring" structure. This "ring" will trap the subject, making it difficult to escape no matter how hard they struggle.

At first glance, this doesn't seem to be something particularly complicated or profound, but it is extremely difficult to actually put into practice.

Because to successfully perform this kind of illusion, the caster must have profound attainments in the art of illusion. Furthermore, if one wishes to trap a being as powerful as the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor, then the illusions employed must be of the most advanced and powerful variety to be effective.

It must be said that the Prism Stone Illusion is already one of the most powerful illusion techniques. However, it is regrettable that the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor cultivated the Law of Transformation and did not delve deeply into the laws related to the spirit, mind, and illusion.

Wang Bo is also proficient in the art of illusion, and the laws contained in his soul not only far surpass any existing laws in the world in terms of status and strength, but more importantly, they also encompass all laws.

Because of this, when the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor tried to use the Prism Magic Mirror to deal with Wang Bo, the latter reversed the relationship between the caster and the recipient, and imposed the almost endless magic mirror on the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor himself.

"I don't have the time or the leisure to slowly torture you and gain any pleasure from it. So, time, speed up!"

In that dreamlike, hazy, and ethereal environment, a disembodied voice suddenly rang out. It seemed to come from another dimension of time and space, carrying an elusive and mysterious aura.

Then, the already ever-changing, bizarre and endlessly changing fantasy world suddenly began to switch scenes at an astonishing speed, as if someone had suddenly pressed the acceleration button. Each change was dazzling and difficult to keep up.

The Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor, trapped within this, was forced to struggle bitterly in this seemingly endless cycle of life and death. One moment, he was in a blazing fire, feeling the excruciating pain of the flames burning his body; the next, he plunged into the icy cold depths of the sea, squeezed by the powerful water pressure until he could barely breathe; the next moment, he might be suddenly assaulted by a violent storm, or face a disaster as devastating as a landslide...

"Oh my God! How many times do I have to experience such death before I can be free?!" Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor cried out in despair deep in his heart.

However, no matter how he fought, he could not change the cruel reality before him. Finally, after experiencing countless excruciating tortures, he completely collapsed and chose to give up thinking, that is, give up on himself.

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"ended."

After completely destroying the ego of Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor, Wang Bai devoured everything from him.

As an ancient being who had transcended the second level of tribulation, the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor possessed an incomparably profound foundation. His inner world was a full 2,800 light-years in diameter.

"So, the inner world of 3,000 light years in diameter that I possessed when I first broke through was quite outrageous."

"Moreover, their energy level is far superior to that of those in the same realm."

"But I got a great bargain."

In fact, with the strength of Qianhuan Ancient Ancestor, if Wang Bai fought him head-on with real weapons, it would be difficult for Wang Bai to completely defeat him with his current strength.

But he used illusion and exposed his consciousness and thoughts to Wang Bo, so it was easy to deal with him.

After devouring his inner world, the diameter of Wang Bai's inner world reached 9,200 light years.