The sounds of fighting and killing in the surroundings had gradually subsided.
Right now, there were less than 200 cultivators left in the hall!
Even though the remaining people had exhausted their Dharmic powers, they were still fighting for the treasures with bloodshot eyes and bleeding heads as though they had gone mad.
Right from the beginning, the white-robed man did not attack much!
What he wanted to do was to release some plausible news and lure those cultivators into the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple. He would release an illusion and bury the five thousand odd cultivators here!
The white-robed man was only at the Dharma Characteristic realm!
He had heard Monk Yuan Bei mention some legends about the Blood Demon Dao Lord. However, Su Zimo only felt that terror when he truly faced this former expert!
It was not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of temperament, intelligence, strategy and aura.
There was also an indescribable pressure!
When Su Zimo realized that the white-robed man before him was the Blood Demon Dao Lord, there was an explanation for the entire matter.
Of course, there were still some things that he could not figure out.
"What's with this Grand Primordium Ancient Temple? Although there are no treasures inside, this ancient temple is real. How can you move such a massive ancient temple around continuously? "
Su Zimo asked.
According to the rumors outside, the first time the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple descended was in the Southern Region of Tianhuang Mainland.
Thereafter, every once in a while, the ancient temple would descend in a place and attract many cultivators to search for treasures.
The ancient temple was majestic and ancient, dozens of times larger than the capital of Great Zhou!
It was hard for Su Zimo to imagine how the white-robed man was able to move such a massive object around continuously.
"Since you're so smart, why don't you make a guess?"
The white-robed man seemed to admire Su Zimo as well and did not answer immediately, asking calmly.
Su Zimo pondered for a moment and his eyes lit up as he blurted out, "This Grand Primordium Ancient Temple is your Dharmic weapon!"
That was the only possibility that could explain his doubts Just Now.
That was the only possibility that could explain why the white-robed man could control the four stone doors of the ancient temple and trap everyone here!
"Not bad."
The white-robed man nodded and laughed mockingly, "This is my Natal Ritual Artifact. How can these people be a match for me after entering my Natal Ritual Artifact?"
An ancient ruin that was constantly on the move was a little strange to begin with.
However, no one would have thought that this so-called ancient ruin was actually a cultivator's Destiny Dharmic Weapon!
Su Zimo asked again, "When did you release your illusion?"
After a pause, Su Zimo revealed a look of reminiscence and said, "It was the moment when the row of green lamps lit up after the stone door fell, right?"
Su Zimo had a deep impression of that scene.
The stone door suddenly fell, causing everyone in the hall to become somewhat alarmed.
At this moment, the green lamp was lit, and the light was flickering. The Four Guardian Vajras on the wall seemed to have come alive.
Many of the cultivators were frightened.
At that instant, the minds of the cultivators shuddered, revealing their weaknesses!
"Not bad."
The white-robed man did not hide anything and nodded.
Thereafter, the white-robed man smiled gently. "These cultivators are deeply trapped in illusions and can't extricate themselves. My illusion is only a trigger."
"The true source lies in the hearts of each of you!"
The white-robed man extended his slender and fair finger and pointed at Su Zimo's chest through the air.
Su Zimo frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. As though he was enlightened, he said, "The appearance comes from the heart."
"That's right."
The white-robed man nodded. "The treasures that you're looking at are all caused by the desires in your hearts."
That also explained why all the cultivators were able to find the treasures they wanted in the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple.
This was because these so-called 'treasures' were nothing more than the 'images' that were born in the hearts of every cultivator.
That was also the reason why this illusion technique was terrifying!
There was only a single way to break free from the illusion.
It was to suppress the obsession in one's heart temporarily. If one had no desires in their heart, they would naturally have no appearance and would be able to break free from the illusion.
Su Zimo realized that something was amiss as well. He endured the reluctance in his heart and threw out the two Buddha Beads, obtaining true freedom from then on!
Although the process seemed simple, it was actually soul-stirring!
If he could not break free from the obsession in his heart, Su Zimo would be like the cultivators in the hall, still immersed in his illusions and fighting.
Even if his combat strength was heaven-defying and he killed everyone, so what?
His outcome would still be unavoidable – he would be killed mercilessly by the white-robed man for no reason!
Su Zimo said, "Rumor has it that the Blood Demon Dao Lord is extremely bloodthirsty and cold-blooded. I've finally witnessed it today."
"Fu …"
The white-robed man laughed and an incomprehensible emotion flashed through his eyes. "That's considered bloodthirsty? For you to be able to cultivate to this realm, there must be countless lives in your hands, right? "
Su Zimo was silent.
The cultivation world was incomparably cruel. All of these so-called paragons and monster incarnates had to step on countless corpses to reach where they were today!
The white-robed man said, "These people are blinded by greed and are hopeless. The greater the greed in their hearts, the deeper they sink. So what if such people die? What's there to pity?"
"Furthermore, I didn't kill many people. They were the ones killing each other."
The white-robed man had a mocking expression and smiled indifferently.
To be able to become the Blood Demon Dao Lord and create a cultivation technique like the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra, he naturally had his own views that others could not change.
"Furthermore, this is not a dead end."
The white-robed man continued, "I've left two chances for survival in this situation."
"If these cultivators weren't greedy, they naturally wouldn't have come to this Grand Primordium Ancient Temple and wouldn't have experienced this calamity. This is a chance for survival! "
"Even if they enter the ancient temple, as long as any of these cultivators can let go of their obsessions and break free from the illusion, I'll spare their lives and send them out of the ancient temple. This is the second chance for survival! "
"For those who can let go of their obsessions, I'll even give them opportunities, cultivation techniques, secret skills, elixirs or treasures."
For more than a hundred years, some of the cultivators who entered the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple survived.
So, that was the reason why the surviving cultivators obtained quite a bit of opportunities after leaving the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple.
Su Zimo said indifferently, "The reason why you let these cultivators go and even gave them opportunities is because these cultivators can attract more people! “
If every cultivator who entered the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple died inside, who would dare to explore?
Only someone like the white-robed man, who intentionally let some cultivators go and allowed them to obtain some opportunities, would be able to attract more cultivators!
"You're indeed smart,"
The white-robed man smiled.
Su Zimo raised his brow and suddenly said, "According to you, you'll let me live even if I break free from the illusion?"
The smile in the white-robed man's eyes deepened as he shook his head slowly. "You can't!"
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