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Chapter 2961

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Outside the Sky Illusion Holy Land, Chen Zong stood in the air with sword light rippling under his feet like water. He waited quietly without any anxiety in his heart.

He had already stated his purpose of coming here. Now it was up to the Sky Illusion Holy Land, or rather, Hu Ji.

If Hu Ji had no ill intentions towards him and was also in the Sky Illusion Holy Land, then she should have come out to meet him. Even if she was not in the Sky Illusion Holy Land, she should have received the news and come to find him. If she was in the Sky Illusion Holy Land but did not come out to meet him, then perhaps there was a problem.

Time passed slowly. Chen Zong's expression was as calm as water in an ancient well.

A quarter of an hour passed, and no one came out. Half an hour passed, and still no one came out.

It was not until the fourth quarter of an hour that a figure flew out and appeared more than ten meters away from Chen Zong. It was a scholarly young man. He looked at Chen Zong with a smile.

"Are you Chen Zong of the Peerless Jiandi Sect?" The scholarly young man's eyes glowed with a strange light, and his smile had a gentle charm like a gentle breeze. "Junior Sister Hu Ji was summoned by the elders of the sect, so she couldn't come to greet you in person, so she asked me, your Senior Brother, to greet you. When Junior Sister Hu Ji returns from the elders of the sect, she will come to look for you in person."

Chen Zong's mind turned. He was a little surprised, but a smile appeared on his face.

There were some things that he had to ask clearly in front of Hu Ji to feel at ease.

When wielding a sword, only the heart can be at ease. If the heart is at ease, the sword will be steady.

Chen Zong, who had embarked on his own path, followed his heart more and more.

If the heart was strong, the sword would be stronger!

"Thank you." Chen Zong replied, "However, my identity is a little sensitive now. It is not suitable for me to enter the Sky Illusion Holy Land to avoid causing a conflict between the Sky Illusion Holy Land and the Sky Dragon Holy Land. I will wait at the ancient pavilion thirty miles away. Please tell Hu Ji."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zong did not give the other party a chance to refute. He immediately rode the sword light and flew away at an astonishing speed.

Just as the scholarly young man was about to open his mouth, Chen Zong had already fled, causing him to be unable to speak the words that he had yet to say. He closed his mouth, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, causing his smile to look somewhat strange.

Although Chen Zong was tempted, it did not mean that he would put himself in danger.

If it was really Hu Ji who cooperated with Yu Feilong and the others to spread false information to deceive him three years ago, then this time, they had the intention of luring him into the Sky Illusion Holy Land. At that time, if a conflict broke out, it would not be easy for him to escape. Once the Sky Illusion Holy Land's Saint level experts were alerted, it would be even more troublesome.

However, Chen Zong had no choice but to look for Hu Ji, because there were no other ways to contact Hu Ji. He could only come to the Sky Illusion Holy Land to look for her personally. This was the last resort.

He had to find Hu Ji and ask her face to face. Otherwise, there would always be a barrier in his heart.

Chen Zong vaguely felt that crossing this barrier would be of great benefit to his cultivation path.

Thirty miles away from the Sky Illusion Holy Land, there was an ancient pavilion. It was somewhat dilapidated, and there were few people who stayed here. Chen Zong chose to meet Hu Ji here, where they could advance or retreat freely.

Next, he just had to wait. While waiting, Chen Zong also comprehended the swordsmanship.

As for the cultivation of the Chaotic Prime Realm, he did not need to take the initiative to do so. It was constantly operating on its own, and the power of his Inner World was constantly increasing.

The swordsmanship was the Single Hearted Swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was based on the Basic Swordsmanship and integrated with the various swordsmanship mysteries and essences that Chen Zong had mastered. It was gradually perfected, and there was still a lot of room for improvement. Its potential was limitless.

Especially when Chen Zong broke away from his original cultivation path and embarked on his own cultivation path, the power of the Single Hearted Swordsmanship was excavated to the greatest extent.

In other words, using the Chaotic Prime Heart Force to perform the Single Hearted Swordsmanship was the most compatible. The two of them supported and supported each other.

At dusk, the setting sun dyed the sky red like blood and burned like fire. It was reflected in the dilapidated ancient pavilion, and there was a different kind of poignant beauty.

Chen Zong stared at the blood-red sunset and looked at the red setting sun in the distant sky. His heart was calm, and there was not the slightest ripple.

A sudden change occurred. A wisp of fire seemed to burst out from the setting sun, and it broke through the sky like a lightning bolt or an aurora. It was so fast that Chen Zong's pupils shrank to the size of needles in an instant. That wisp of red light flew over with unparalleled heat.

It was like a small sun, about one meter in size, but it contained an extremely terrifying power. It made Chen Zong's heart tremble violently, and he could not help but feel a catastrophe from the depths of his heart. It was as if he would be directly destroyed if he was hit by it. It was extremely terrifying.

Chen Zong's heart could not help but tremble. How could it be?

How could such a ray of setting sun suddenly appear? And its power was so strong that it made him feel like he would be destroyed if he touched it.

It should be known that although he did not know what level his current strength had reached, it was definitely much stronger than before his cultivation was crippled. Even if he were to face a quasi-saint like Lord Jinxuan, Chen Zong was confident that he would be able to contend against him.

Lord Jinxuan was a quasi-saint, and his strength was extremely powerful. The fact that he was confident that he could contend against him showed that his strength was much stronger than before. This ray of setting sun could bring him a fatal sense of danger. Could it be that a Saint-level expert had attacked him?

At the very least, it was an all-out attack from a powerful quasi-saint?

Who could it be?

Chen Zong's thoughts raced as he connected the dots.

Could it be that the experts of the Sky Illusion Holy Land had attacked?

Or did the Sky Illusion Holy Land inform the experts of the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land to attack?

If that was the case, it could only mean that there was something wrong with Hu Ji.

I can't dodge it!

Chen Zong had a feeling that he would not be able to dodge it no matter what. The speed of this ray of setting sun was too fast, and its momentum was extremely shocking.

Suddenly, Chen Zong's right hand grasped the void, and a ray of silver sword light shot out, condensing into the shape of a long sword. It was exactly the same as the Heavenly Will Sword from before.

That's right, this was the Heavenly Will Sword.

Chen Zong used his own spirit as the sword spirit and merged it into the Heavenly Will Sword. The Heavenly Will Sword was also merged into Chen Zong's body and blood, and there was no difference.

The sword in his hand was like a finger, incomparably compatible, and could erupt with power that surpassed the limit.

He raised the sword, and the sword light condensed. A dot of golden light grew on the spine of the sword, spreading out until it reached the tip. An unparalleled sharpness spread out from the Heavenly Will Sword, and Sword Qi swept out like a storm.

He swung the sword!

Single Hearted Sword Technique!

Since he couldn't dodge it, then there was no point in dodging it. He used his own powerful sword technique to slice open the heavens and earth.

However, when Chen Zong swung the sword, he found that the space under the sword was intact, and there was not a single crack.

Something was wrong!

He was much stronger than before, and there was no reason why he couldn't slice open the space. In fact, he could slice it open easily. Even if the space was strengthened, he should be able to feel it.

Now that he had cultivated the Heaven and Earth in his body and was in control of his own Way of the Sword, even though he couldn't use the other powers of the Ancient Xuan World, he could feel it more clearly than before.

"An illusion!" In an instant, Chen Zong understood.

There was no fluctuation in the space, and there was no crack in his sword. Combined with the Way of the Cultivation of the Sky Illusion Holy Land, Chen Zong immediately deduced that the setting sun in front of him was an illusion.

Now that Chen Zong understood, he immediately came to his senses. When he looked again, that startlingly powerful setting sun seemed somewhat unreal.

It was indeed an illusion.

This illusion was indeed very advanced. It actually blended into the surrounding environment, and if he wasn't careful, he would fall for it.

Fortunately, he didn't panic. Instead, he remained calm and paid attention to the details. Then, he saw through the mystery of this illusion.

However, Chen Zong still slashed out with his sword. This was a high-level illusion technique that made it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and illusion. It could even change between illusion and reality. When you thought it was fake, it might become real. When you thought it was real, it might become fake.

Reality and illusion were often separated by a single thought.

Of course, if it became real, then the strength of the person who cast the illusion and the power of the attack wouldn't be much stronger.

However, apart from the fact that it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, there was another terrifying aspect of illusion. If one fell into an illusion and believed that it was real, and acknowledged the terrifying power under that aura, then when one was attacked, one might also suffer such a powerful attack.

Chen Zong saw through it.

As he swung the sword, the sword light broke through the air and hit the setting sun, immediately splitting it. However, the setting sun that was split suddenly exploded, turning into countless crimson rays of light, like sharp arrows, and like a rainstorm, they shot towards him.

This time, it was not fake, but real. Every crimson ray of light carried an astonishing power, and directly locked onto Chen Zong.

Chen Zong swung the sword again. Again, it was simple, as if he was holding a brush and using space as a cloth to write a word.

It was just a word, but it contained indescribable mystery, and explained the amazing mystery of the Way of the Sword.

As he swung the sword, the sword light broke through the air and tore a fine trace in the void. The illusion had been broken, and under the sword, the crimson arrows that shot towards him were all shattered.

With a twist of his wrist, the sword turned into a straight stab, and a wisp of sword light broke through the air. A thousand meters away, a figure suddenly appeared, waving his hands to lay down layers of Qi. Blocks of crimson Qi emerged like fire, blocking Chen Zong's sword light. However, the sword light was extremely sharp, breaking through layer by layer, and killing with irresistible force.

"You're worthy of being called the Unparalleled Jiandi. You can see through my illusion." After blocking the sword light, the man immediately floated back. His figure leaped like fire, and in an instant, dozens of figures appeared. It was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. They surrounded Chen Zong from all directions.

Chen Zong recognized at a glance that this person was the one who had invited him into the Sky Illusion Holy Land.

It seemed that there was no need to think too much. What happened three years ago was inseparable from Hu Ji. It was indeed Hu Ji who had spread false information to make him fall into the trap.

Involuntarily, Chen Zong's eyes shone with a cold light, and killing intent filled the air.

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