Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1525 Obsession Illusion

"Thank you for saving me again," Nezha said gratefully, still shaken.

"You're too kind. If I were in danger, I believe you would save me too." Lu Chen didn't turn around, and continued, "This mist is terrifying. It not only has the ability to decompose everything, but it is also mixed with spatial fragments and spatial turbulence."

Even though both of them realized this, Lu Chen's words still sent a chill down their spines.

Space fragments are invisible and intangible, making them impossible to warn of in advance. A collision with one could result in decapitation.

The group walked for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

At this moment, Lu Chen noticed that the fog ahead had suddenly thinned out. It didn't dissipate, but rather seemed to have been "padded" by something, creating a gap in the fog.

Lu Chen raised his hand to signal to stop.

As their vision gradually cleared, they witnessed a breathtaking scene.

It was a skeleton.

This skeleton was no ordinary skeleton. It was ten zhang tall, and its cross-legged sitting posture maintained a certain solemnity even in death.

The bones were a translucent white jade color, with a faint yet still powerful Daoist aura flowing across their surface. A stone spear, broken in two, was embedded in the skeleton's chest, its shaft now fused to the bone.

"This is..." Fang Xinyi's breathing quickened, "...the remains of an ancient god or demon! Judging from their aura, they are at least powerful beings who have attained the Primordial Chaos Realm."

A Primordial Golden Immortal!

This judgment made both Lu Chen and Nezha gasp in shock.

The strongest beings they had ever seen before were only at the Transcendent Realm, but the skeleton before them was actually a true Primordial Golden Immortal who had attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm in life!

"Why did it die here?" Nezha murmured. But neither Lu Chen nor Fang Xinyi answered.

Lu Chen's gaze fell on the stone spear. The stone spear was plain and unadorned, without any patterns, and the broken parts were jagged.

But this seemingly ordinary magic weapon actually pierced through the chest of a god-demon who had attained the Primordial Chaos Realm, and the residual power, after countless ages, was still suppressing the Daoist aura of the skeleton.

"Be careful," Lu Chen said in a deep voice, "There are residual obsession fields around the skeleton."

However, before he could finish speaking, the surrounding space suddenly changed.

Suddenly, two eerie blue flames ignited in the empty eye sockets of the jade-colored skeleton!

It wasn't a resurrection. The flames held no life, only endless desolation and...resentment.

"Retreat!" Lu Chen suddenly shouted, and at the same time, his hands quickly formed a hand seal, and powerful divine energy immediately set up three layers of shields in front of him.

But it was still a step too late.

The eerie blue flames suddenly spread, instantly transforming into a curtain of light that completely enveloped the three of them.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to start spinning and distorting.

When their vision stabilized again, Lu Chen found himself and the others standing under an unfamiliar starry sky.

More accurately, it should be described as the ruins of a battlefield under a starry sky.

Looking out, the sky was a desolate dark gray, the starry sky was broken, and there was no sign of life.

Countless enormous cracks stretched across the sky, like wounds ripped open by sharp claws, through which turbulent spatial currents could be seen. Burning stars, trailing long fiery tails, plummeted, crashing onto the earth and triggering a series of explosions.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and blood, and even stronger—the smell of despair.

Lu Chen and the others found themselves standing on a mountain peak that had mostly collapsed. The ground beneath their feet was trembling, and a deafening roar came from afar—the sound of laws colliding, each clash causing ripples in the space.

"An illusion." Lu Chen realized immediately.

However, everything before him felt so real.

The reality wasn't just visual and auditory. He could feel the turbulent spiritual energy in the air, smell the unique fragrance of divine and demonic blood mixed with the smoke of battle, and even feel the burning sting of the aftershocks of a distant battle on his skin.

"Lu Chen!" Nezha's voice came from behind.

Lu Chen turned around and saw that Nezha and Fang Xinyi both had expressions of shock and wariness on their faces.

"Where is this place?" Fang Xinyi looked around, her voice trembling slightly. "I... I can sense that the laws of heaven and earth here are much more complete than I know, but also much more broken."

"I suspect it's fragments of that skeleton's memories from its lifetime," Lu Chen said gravely.

"However, this is not a simple illusion, but an obsession that has pulled us into the deepest part of its memory."

"Hiss... That person has been dead for countless years, yet he still possesses such abilities. It's truly unbelievable," Nezha exclaimed in shock.

Just then, a figure swept across the sky above them.

It was a divine general clad in golden armor, standing a hundred feet tall, with six pairs of wings burning with golden flames spreading from his back. He wielded a halberd, and wherever the blade passed, space shattered like glass.

But at this moment, the divine general was covered in blood, his golden armor was shattered, and three of his six pairs of wings were broken. He was fleeing.

What followed him was a "shadow".

Lu Chen couldn't accurately describe what it was. It had no fixed shape, resembling a constantly shifting and churning black fog, from which countless twisted tentacles extended, each ending in a human face wailing in pain.

The tentacles moved incredibly fast, wrapping around the god's ankles almost instantly.

"You wretched creature, you're courting death!" the divine general roared, and immediately turned around and slashed down with his halberd.

In an instant, a huge golden light slashed down, and when the golden light collided with the black mist, it immediately erupted with a piercing shriek.

Even though Lu Chen and the other two were dozens of miles apart, the shockwave caused their blood and qi to churn, forcing them to use their full power to protect themselves.

However, although this attack severed the tentacle, at the same moment, even more tentacles immediately surged up.

Seeing this, a resolute glint flashed in the god's eyes. He abruptly stopped, ceasing his escape, and instead turned to face the shadow. His six remaining wings simultaneously ignited with blinding golden flames, and his entire body began to swell.

"He's about to self-destruct!" Nezha exclaimed in shock.

Sure enough, the next moment, the god's body transformed into a golden sun and exploded!

A devastating wave of light swept across the sky, engulfing the shadows. But as the light faded, Lu Chen's heart sank.

This was because, although the shadow had been weakened by more than half and shrunk by two-thirds, it still existed. It emitted a teeth-grinding chewing sound, as if it were devouring the residual energy after the god's self-destruction.

What chilled Lu Chen even more was that, at the heart of that shadow, he vaguely saw a blurry face.

That face... looked familiar, yet also strange.

"What is that?" Fang Xinyi covered her mouth.

At the same time, Lu Chen looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, because the face was that of an old Taoist priest.

No, not exactly the same. Their facial features were about 70% similar, but their auras were completely different. The old Taoist priest gave him the impression of a weathered, mysterious, and benevolent hermit. But this face only showed pure indifference and…greed…

At this moment, countless question marks appeared in Lu Chen's mind...