In the midst of the coloured light, his body all seemed to be like a light illusion, floating with the lustre.
The seven gates of Qian and Kun were broken one after another. Although the process was extremely dangerous, on the whole, it was still a shock.
He was very proficient in the Eight Trigrams, and now that he was protected by the Two Yi Heavenly Arts, these things were really nothing to him.
“There’s only the last living door left.” Han Qianqian smiled faintly, his face filled with confidence.
Of course he was clear that the Birth Gate looked like a birth gate, but it was inevitably the most subtle and dangerous of the eight gates.
However, having come and broken it all, there was no reason to retreat from the last gate.
With a faint smile, he moved his hand and flew straight in towards the Birth Gate.
The surrounding area was white, and only black shadows could be seen everywhere in the distance.
But before Han Qianqian could get a firm foothold, the tiny black shadow suddenly came towards him.
As it got closer, it grew larger and larger, until it reached a few miles in front of Han Qianqian, suddenly transforming from a small black dot the size of a thumb into a huge thing that encompa*sed almost half of the world.
Afterwards, it spread out in all directions, like a giant claw reaching out from the sky, and quickly wrapped itself around Han Qianqian.
In that instant, Han Qianqian could only feel the sky and earth turning black, and the spreading claws sprouting countless sharp teeth, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.
Soon, after all the darkness had completely wrapped around Han Qianqian, they began to shrink.
They tried to crush Han Qianqian completely.
Han Qianqian laughed coldly, “Living Illusion!”
Raw illusion means deathly silence.
“A trivial skill.” Han Qianqian shook his head confidently, and then, with one closed eye, he sat down directly on the ground.
After that, Han Qianqian closed his eyes and entered into meditation, his mind was free of all thoughts, then all illusions were just a bubble, there was nothing to fear.
As expected, after Han Qianqian had completely emptied himself, the two qi of yin and yang released through the Two Yi Heavenly Arts, he was now in the eight trigrams, so he was one with the eight trigrams, and any attack was naturally ineffective for him.
However, the attack did not come, but at that moment Han Qianqian suddenly felt a brightness in front of his eyes, thinking that he had broken the formation.
The black shadows that ate people like swords had already disappeared.
Just as Han Qianqian was about to get up, suddenly, some images appeared in the white void.
After that, the images became clearer and clearer, until a scene of a human purgatory appeared in front of Han Qianqian.
“It’s the bamboo house.” Han Qianqian could recognise the place in the images almost immediately.
On the other side of the bamboo hut, corpses were strewn across the field, the bamboo huts were destroyed, and the wooden huts were burning their last selves in the midst of a huge fire.
Pieces of Mystic Alliance disciples were lying in pools of blood, dead in the most gruesome way.
Around their bodies, soldiers dressed in the garb of the city were looking for survivors, stabbing those who were dying.
In the centre of the two houses, with an explosion, Purple Emotion fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, and apart from the blood that spurted from her mouth half a metre away, she didn’t move any more.
Beside her, a group of culprits were cautiously approaching her at that moment.
A little further away, another battle was in its final stages, and the woman in white in the centre was already dying, completely incapacitated by the large group of soldiers surrounding her.
But even so, as she heaved her breath, none of the men around her dared to move forward.
From the few metres around her, there were all the fallen elites of the tribe, which was enough to see how hard she had fought before.
However, Han Qianqian laughed a little at the sight.
That woman was no other than Su Yingxia.
“Although it’s a phantom, I’ll trouble you to be a little more serious.” Han Qianqian disdained a cold laugh: “It’s true that my wife is pretty and in my heart is also more powerful than me, but after all …… it’s just what I think.”
The truth is that Su Yingxia simply cannot have this kind of ability, this illusion faking is not too exaggerated.
As soon as Han Qianqian’s words fell, the whole world suddenly began to shake violently ……