1208 Mirage Dragon

and marry the Shaman King. That way, Chu Ling won't cause any trouble there. She can't help anyway and will only be jealous!" Liang Xiaoge spoke with convincing fervor.I raised an eyebrow. A-Liang, yo...Heavy clouds and gloomy mist, cold to the bone.

The moment it fell from the Kun's back, everything spun like a dizzying descent into an icy tomb.

Suddenly, something swept over me—like the large, slimy tongue of a toad spirit, it enveloped me in a circle. My intense instinct for survival made me reach out and grab it with all my might.

I heard a bloodcurdling scream.

Before I could discern the source of the sound, I was enveloped in layers of black mist.

The experience of falling from a great height is terrifying. Your senses go numb for a moment, and perhaps before you can react, you are shattered to pieces and lose consciousness forever.

A violent impact surged up from beneath me, yet I felt no excruciating pain

Is this dead

I came to my senses—although the impact was strong, my limbs and body only felt a violent jolt. There was no pain.

Are you still alive

I opened my eyes, my mind slowly returning. I felt like I was wrapped in something...

The touch felt like soft, yet slightly firm, plush. I pulled away the obstruction near my head with force and took in my surroundings.

A faint black mist hung around, and vaguely one could see a towering archway.

I found myself on the street, caught within the city's heart.

But how could I be completely unharmed after falling from such a height

I strained against what was wrapped around me, struggling to break free and look closely. It was a giant tail.

It wrapped me in three layers on the inside and three layers on the outside, leaving a little bit of space for me.

The very end of the tail was thicker than my whole body, flattened now. I couldn't help but pick it up and sniff it—had I not ripped off one of the nine-tailed fox demon's tails in the chaos!

She was flying on the side and behind Kun at that time, maybe she saw me fall and used her tail to scoop me up—I felt something wrap around my waist, and I reached out to grab it...

What are we going to do, her tail is torn off...

I stood there, lost and bewildered, scanning my surroundings. Suddenly, I noticed a shadowy figure moving faintly beneath the archway. Terrified, I instinctively wrapped myself in my fur coat and crouched down beside a pile of lumber on the side of the street.

Black mist, like a curtain drawn on a scene of terror, descended. The shadows moving beneath the archway grew closer, and through the gaps in the fur I could make them out: two figures.

People.

But the ghosts behind them surged to the heavens, with countless ghostly figures laughing viciously and wildly, their eyes brimming with ecstatic excitement—

The two people stooped over, as if they had been pressed down by the ghostly presence behind them.

Their eyeballs rolled upward, their bodies twitching with mechanical movements.

Half-dead, half-alive, like a puppet on a string.

Those ghosts seemed to delight in it, a horde of them like spores taking possession, drifting along the main street in an eerie procession.

A round, shadowy figure turned its head and looked in my direction.

I crawled on the ground, my whole body wrapped in the severed tail of a nine-tailed fox.

Legend has it that the nine-tailed fox's flesh is unpalatable, able to ward off demonic and poisonous qi. I haven't tasted her myself, but now her fur and blood coat me.

The apparition glanced over, as if it hadn't seen me. A crowd of people operated like a juggling act, directing others toward the other end of the street.

If this desolate ghost city were to merge with mirages, the illusions of mirages could envelop the ghost city, concealing it from the world.

Only when the mirage breathes in and out will the Ghost Realm appear briefly.

Just now, while I was on Kun's back, I suddenly saw Mu Wanchen transform into an old monster. It must be due to the miasma... At that time, I felt like I had inhaled a mass of cold air, as if something was blocking my chest cavity.

Unfortunately, my mind was in a panic at the time, and my body instinctively dodged, which caused me to drop it.

What would happen if a city of 10,000 people was suddenly shrouded in a ghost city

The yang qi of the living will be devoured entirely, coupled with the illusions created by the miasma and the disorientation it causes. It is possible that when the miasma leaves this place, only a city of corpses will remain.

But that's alright.

I fell in. I still have the nine-tailed fox demon's fur for protection, maybe I could discover some secrets, or open the city gate, create some chaos... Perhaps even find Ji Dou Xingjun!

Luohu Xingjun and the little boy are still in the city. They are Xingjun and scattered immortals, a ball of clear energy, it is impossible to be possessed by evil spirits, right

But at this time, the city was shrouded in gloom and despair, with ghosts roaming everywhere. There was no sign of the ferocious radiance of Lord Rahu, he must have also taken cover under the circumstances.

The ghostly realm overlapped with the original city, turning streets into a labyrinth of mazes. I didn't dare walk boldly, so I could only creep along in the darkness, alone.

The entire city was shrouded in gloom and silence.

Some ghosts drift aimlessly, while some malevolent spirits eagerly absorb the yang qi of those in a coma.

The more you can't get, the more obsessed you become.

What effect does yang energy have on ghosts

Ghosts don't have a concept of "crowded".

I saw a dilapidated hut, inside of which were layers upon layers of semi-transparent, hazy ghosts. Anyone with agoraphobia would probably faint just looking at it.

This city is teeming with countless ghosts. What's called the "Ghost Realm" although it appears as a city, is actually another world.

Maybe the places my eyes see are a city and a pond, but I can never walk out of this street.

I was wrapped in fur, with only a slit to look out from, dragging my long tail behind me like a clumsy, giant, fluffy animal, carefully making my way into the dark depths.

All the buildings here face north to south, with the north considered the most honorable direction. The inner city should be located on the northern side. Although there are many mazes, I can see through them.

For example, here is a house that appears to have no road. But if you walk straight through it, you discover another street shrouded in black mist.

Even light cannot penetrate.

I walked with agitation, and suddenly I felt a violent gust of wind behind me, howling over the city wall.

utterly devastating, earth-shattering.

It seems like the entire city is about to be blown down!

And I heard a faint dragon's roar.

Is it Mu Wanchen!

I couldn't help but smile inwardly—this mirage realm arrived at the worst possible time, practically delivering itself to my doorstep.

There are insiders in the city, and reinforcements outside the city. Our salvage team seems to be able to retrieve all of Xingjun's plans in one go!

Just do it!

Where is the inner city, exactly

I previously inhaled mirage vapor, which caused me to momentarily see a hallucination.

But I also felt it wasn't just a fantasy, perhaps a kind of "warning" — don't forget the old monster is here too.

He himself is a demon, and here he thrives... But I can't see him on the street, where could he be hiding

Fortunately, the nine-tailed fox demon's fur enveloped me. When I brushed past the ghosts, they seemed confused and bewildered, instinctively avoiding me.

This applies only to ordinary ghosts. As for those malevolent and sinister spirits, I would rather take a detour than get anywhere near them.

"Hmph..." a faint "breath" came from beside me.

A multitude of black qi suddenly erupted from the well.

Is it a mirage

As if to resist the force of the gale, fearing that too much miasma would be blown away, the wells in the city began to spout out miasma.

Why is it in the well

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!but this isn't the right place to ask them.Rows of iron racks, cold poison soaking the decaying corpses, little devils hiding in the ebony within the corpses, too afraid to come out.The few palace lan...