Section 90: You Think It's Love, But She Thinks You're Immature!

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Yet, Yi Sheng still sealed off her own soul and autonomously attacked the external formation diagram that invaded her mind. Seeing this, Wuyun pondered for a moment, then asked after the situation, and learned that Yi Sheng devoted herself solely to cultivation and paid no heed to worldly affairs.

"Break!" Wuyun attempted a forceful assault, but the gathered soul power that invaded the formation diagram began to affect everyone present. If he continued to force his way through, even if she were saved, Yi Sheng would be like a fool—bereft of soul and missing her spirit.

"Do any of you have a way?" Elder Lingtong was frantic with worry. Behind him, a male disciple of the Sheng generation named Qingzhou Sheng stepped forward and called out to the Soul Lake: "Senior Sister Yi, in order to save you, there is something I must confess. Back when you first joined the sect and had just cultivated your immortal body, you went to the rear mountain to bathe. You discovered that someone had been spying on you—and moreover, your favorite hair flower had gone missing."

When Qingzhou Sheng produced a hair flower of artifact-grade quality, even Elder Lingtong was stunned. He stammered: "Spying on a fellow female disciple is a crime worthy of having your cultivation abolished and starting over! Qingzhou, you are the one I trusted most—how could you commit such an absurd act? You... you..."

Wuyun, however, was overjoyed. He cast a spell and sent the hair flower flying into the Soul Lake. Indeed, once her own possession entered, she quickly believed it and opened a passage.

As soon as the formation diagram entered, the soul-lake world of a Mysterious Immortal unfolded before them. Countless memory fragments appeared—scenes from her childhood, her years of growth, her cultivation sessions, various techniques swirling through the air, and the full range of her emotions...

But when they reached the main control area, black mist billowed everywhere, shrouding the innermost core of her soul.

Here, one could hear the plaintive sobbing of a woman, and shrill cries, and then a blue-crimson Yi Sheng appeared wielding a soul sword—this was one of her soul incarnations. The moment she saw Qingzhou Sheng, she raised her blade without a word and struck to kill.

Do not underestimate this soul power. If met head-on with one's own soul, it would be a battle to the death. Moreover, a soul attack from a Mysterious Immortal at the mid-to-late stage must never be taken lightly—such attacks were only used as a last resort when both sides were doomed to perish together.

After all, who would not wish to leave behind a thread of hope and seize a new body to be reborn?

Qingzhou was also at the Mysterious Immortal mid-to-late stage. Seeing the soul sword thrust toward him, he did not dodge—he charged straight at it. He wanted to prove his love with his own actions.

Elder Lingtong hastily pulled him aside and deflected the strike on his behalf. Wuyun sighed: "What is love, that it makes life and death a vow? How tragic. Even if you confessed such a shameful secret to save her, you will never be forgiven."

Wuyun reached out with his hand, drawing over a string of memory fragments. The feeling Yi Sheng had after being spied upon was like being violated—carved into her bones, impossible to forget for a long, long time.

Because of this incident, even the senior brother she loved who had been courting her was politely refused, and he eventually took another woman as his Dao companion.

This made her even more withdrawn and silent—indeed, it became the driving force of her cultivation.

Moreover, she had never paid much attention to this junior brother of hers. So even if the knot in her heart was untied, hatred only rose all the more.

After dodging the strike, Elder Lingtong rebuked: "Attacking a fellow disciple is an unforgivable crime—your cultivation shall be abolished, and you will be confined to the Immortal Mountain as punishment!"

The blue-crimson Yi Sheng dissolved into nothing, while the mist surged like a tide, intensifying, strand by strand, dampening everyone present.

This was merely an illusion. Alert, Wuyun ignited the flames of his Crimson Fire Phoenix. Countless wisps of fog turned into black vapor and were driven aside.

Just then, the formation diagram took another step forward, and suddenly the scene shifted dramatically. They found themselves before a colossal pitch-black cave. Elder Lingtong was astonished and said in disbelief: "Impossible—this is our valley's most hidden and mysterious Demonic Abyss, the place where successive Supreme Valley Masters tempered themselves. Within it is sealed a foreign evil fiend of the peak Immortal King level—undying, unkillable, and extremely difficult to destroy. Even the Supreme Valley Master could only temporarily seal it, drawing upon the demonic qi that leaks from within to refine killing aura for elite disciples to cultivate with."

After explaining the reason, Lingtong decided it was merely an illusion and urged Wuyun to steer the formation diagram onward. Wuyun gave him a piece of his mind: "If you're so capable, go out there and do it yourself! Don't drag your own disciples down to die with you!"

Lingtong and the disciples were alarmed—could this truly be the Demonic Abyss?

Wuyun observed for a while, and the core of the formation simulated the scene within the cave. At the same time, a pair of thorn-covered eyes was staring back at him. In the pupils of those eyes, countless cultivators whirled endlessly, weapons in hand, circling the vortex of the pupils without cease.

"Pah!"

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With Wuyun's single "pah," the formation diagram emitted a beam of light that shot straight at the cave mouth. The two great eyes and the face hidden within immediately recoiled.

Wuyun had just begun to feel pleased when a surge of demonic qi shot out from the cave mouth in return. It carried no great attacking power; by the time it reached the top of Wuyun's formation diagram, it was vaporized by the burning flames.

"This is no illusion—it is the greatest fear in Yi Sheng's heart. She must have been secretly ensnared by this Demonic Abyss before, and her heart was terrified."

Elder Lingtong was about to ask the most crucial question when Wuyun continued: "This Demonic Abyss is connected to your valley. Whatever powers it possesses, the Nightmare Fiend within her dream will possess in equal measure. As strong as the sealed evil in your Demonic Abyss is, so too is the Nightmare Fiend."

Elder Lingtong stumbled backward. He had witnessed the power of that evil—even a late-stage Mysterious Immortal could not match it.

Seeing that his intimidation had worked, Wuyun smiled: "But the Nightmare Fiend has a weakness. If Yi Sheng can overcome her fear and stop being afraid, its power will naturally wane."

Lingtong shook his head. That was the same as saying nothing. Who could casually conquer the fear in their own heart?

The formation diagram circled around the Demonic Abyss, but no matter how it turned, the Abyss remained directly before them.

Only when Wuyun expanded the formation diagram to envelop the entire Demonic Abyss could everything on the other side be seen clearly.

Yi Sheng's soul body was there, sword in hand, slaughtering countless demons and monsters. Even Elder Lingtong and a phantasmal figure of Qingzhou stood before her, cackling with cold, sinister laughter.

The scene was the place of Yi Sheng's birth—an immortal town. At this moment, her parents had been killed, and her relatives and friends all lay dead before her eyes.

All of these illusions had forged Yi Sheng's rage, and as helplessness set in, fear descended, gradually pulling her heart toward the signs of demonic possession.

If she fell completely into demonic obsession, the Nightmare Fiend would slowly devour everything she had—her soul, her memories, her very body.

Seeing this, Qingzhou Sheng wanted to rush forward, but Wuyun scoffed: "You reckless fool! Go on, then—she's killed until her eyes are red. It'll be your death or hers!"

"H-how do I save her? P-please, Senior, help me!" Qingzhou dropped to his knees before Wuyun with a sincere expression.

"The one you love doesn't love you. It's a one-sided infatuation. You think it's love, but she thinks you're childish!" Wuyun tried to dissuade him again. When the young man still insisted, Wuyun sighed: "Only by entering the Demonic Abyss and defeating that thing head-on can the endless illusions be stopped."

"Now—who among you knows the secrets of the Demonic Abyss? Speak up. The more detailed, the better. Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"

For a long while, all those under Lingtong's command shook their heads. But Lingtong wore an expression of deep reluctance—not because he did not know, but because he could not speak.

Wuyun walked over, studied Lingtong's soul closely, and pointed at his soul contract. "Oh, so there is a mechanism to prevent secrets from leaking out. Let me take a look."

After studying it for a while, he suddenly declared: "From this moment onward, we are all joining the War Alliance Valley. I am also a Supreme Elder—a big shot! These people are all your colleagues!"

As Lingtong gradually grew dazed, and with heaven and earth both deceived, he began to recount the hidden secrets of the Demonic Abyss.

This evil fiend had originally been captured by the Heaven Valley Master to serve as a formation spirit guarding the array. But discovering that its demonic power was inexhaustible, seemingly connected to a small pocket realm, he spared its life and slowly squeezed it dry.

The fiend's abilities were extraordinary—it could use demonic power to imitate any attack in the immortal world with perfect fidelity. It was also skilled in bewitchment and escape techniques. Most tragically, it was exactly the kind of prize that every Immortal Emperor went searching for.

After listening to Lingtong's murmured account, Wuyun understood. He lowered the formation diagram and transformed it, taking on the shape of a cloud, then drifted inside.

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Even Xiong Laosan was stunned. This Senior—why had he returned to his true form?

The cloud disguised as a formation diagram had barely entered the cave mouth when the entrance itself turned into an abyss.

A gleeful voice rang out: "So you finally dared to come in!"

"What's the matter—are you afraid of me? I know your kind so well, know your weaknesses. Since I dared to enter, I have full confidence. It's you who should be running!"

"Arrogant and foolish—that's the stupidest thing you humanoid creatures always do. Of everything I have devoured, almost all were just like you. Look at this girl here: simply threatening her with dead relatives from years past made her lose all reason. How could she ever reach the summit and become an Immortal Emperor?"

"You haven't lost your reason, and you're no Immortal Emperor either! Enough—hurry up and show me whatever tricks you have. Don't save them for last. When I make my move, I will show no mercy."

The formation diagram shifted, transforming directly into the form of a divine beast—four heads and six tails, no eyes, only a single gaping maw.

The moment this divine beast appeared, the enemy was visibly taken aback and muttered: "This is the legendary divine beast of our world—the Eyeless Beast of Equilibrium! You... are truly not ordinary. Could you be a reincarnated Immortal Emperor, or one of my kind who has won life in this world?"

The enemy dared not doubt it, for Wuyun could imitate everything he displayed. He could sense that this divine beast's operation was genuine—an actual power, a singular whole.

For the first time, the Nightmare Fiend felt uncertainty. How could such a powerful existence exist?

But then, the Eyeless Beast of Equilibrium before him released ten distinct and extraordinary laws from its four heads and six tails.

Laws were something only Immortal Kings possessed, yet the Eyeless Beast unleashed ten at once. Even an Immortal Emperor—becoming one required mastering nine laws at most—could not match this opponent's ten.

The simplest of laws—wind, rain, thunder, lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, earth!

The Nightmare Fiend had planned to borrow Yi Sheng's fear to amplify the Demonic Abyss's power. But the ten laws struck out and severed its connection to the Abyss.

Once it lost all the enhancements of the Demonic Abyss, it briefly reverted to its true form—a worm-like creature with four legs. In its gray-black eyes lay a cluster of crystal, faint and elusive, within which floated all manner of strange powers.

This was its weakest moment. In a fraction of a second, it would draw upon other powers.

Between true masters, a difference of a single step was a distance of ten thousand steps. The ten laws fused instantly into one—the Law of Glory that marked ascension to Immortal King—carrying a trace of spatial power that split a crack through the very air.

This single crack could sunder all things. Yet, just as it cut through a portion of the fiend, the target suddenly resembled shattered glass.

The pieces of glass remained connected, seeming fragment after fragment, yet clinging together like broken lotus roots—unable to be severed by the spatial rift. This divine ability was extremely rare, rendering Wuyun's fused law power useless.

"A paltry trick!"

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