It was an instant kill!
There was nothing in the surroundings. Even Elder Long Shan was still dozing off at the entrance.
Besides Tianyang, there was nothing else at the entrance.
Even the dust had been sucked in by the Illusory Demon Road.
At the same time, there was no sound in the entire place.
Ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? Twenty minutes?
The Illusory Demon Road was very dangerous. Even if most alchemists didn't enter it personally, they could guess it from its fierce reputation.
The Illusory Demon Road was definitely not easy to pass!
Even those from some powerful alchemy factions wouldn't dare to say that they could pass through the Illusory Demon Road unscathed, let alone.
It only took twenty minutes!
Dead silence.
The whole place was dead silent. All eyes were focused on Tianyang. Their eyes were shining with disbelief.
Who was this person?
Why was he faster than the three rookies, Chen Lun, Princess Tang, and Ye Yuan?!
Although the Firmament Pavilion's Medicine Conference was very famous, it wasn't to the point where everyone knew about it.
Although Ye Yuan was one of the three rookies, not everyone paid attention to his every move at all times.
In the past three months, the attention had faded.
Everyone had forgotten about Tianyang, the existence of the younger generation of the Medicine God Sect!
"There's some food."
Tianyang glanced at the empty Illusory Demon Road and muttered. He casually found a place and closed his eyes to rest.
At the same time, the power of his Primordial Spirit spread out and poured into the space bag.
He was very curious about what the Illusory Demon Ancient Book would become after absorbing so much power from the Illusory Demon Road.
Inside the space bag.
The purple-black Illusory Demon Ancient Book quietly floated. Streams of black Qi surged above the book.
Purple light swallowed and spat out, and gray Qi constantly entered the Illusory Demon Ancient Book, turning into a purple-black light that surrounded it.
A strange and powerful force circulated around the Illusory Demon Ancient Book. If Tianyang hadn't sensed that the Illusory Demon Ancient Book was still under his control, he would've died.
Otherwise, he would've thought that the Illusory Demon Ancient Book was about to rebel.
"This gray stream of air should be the resentment of the Demon Sovereign from the Illusory Devil Road. I didn't expect it to be so easily swallowed by the Illusory Devil Ancient Book."
Tianyang muttered to himself. Then, his Primordial Spirit moved slightly and opened the Illusion Fiend Ancient Book.
Immediately.
Streaks of terrifying illusory demonic force burst out from it!
"Petty tricks." Tianyang let out a faint smile as he activated the Phantom Demon Ancient Book and absorbed the Phantom Demon Force into it!
On the pale pages of the Illusion Fiend Ancient Book, strange characters suddenly appeared.
The strokes were incomplete, the words were distorted, and the colors were constantly changing. Just looking at it was enough to give one a headache.
However, Tianyang had the Illusion Fiend Ancient Book, so he knew what those words meant.
"The Demon Race's characters are so ugly?" Tianyang raised his eyebrows. What the hell was this?
Just looking at it was enough to make one's head spin. Not to mention, these words contained the power of the Illusory Demon.
It was likely that those with weaker cultivation would find their minds in a mess if they were to take a look at it.
"However, this Demon Race's characters are quite secretive." Tianyang let out a faint smile. Then, he extracted the information from this piece of paper.
In the next moment, Tianyang's pupils contracted slightly, revealing a trace of shock!
"Damn! Demon Sovereign Martial Technique? Sacred Martial First Style!? "
… …
"Finally … I broke it!"
In the Illusory Devil Road, Ye Yuan had blood at the corner of his mouth and his face was extremely pale.
No matter how strong the Primordial Spirit was, there would be a time when it was exhausted.
What's more, although Ye Yuan's Primordial Spirit was powerful, it was only at the level of Wu Zun's sixth layer. It was a little weaker than Little Princess Tang and Chen Lun, let alone Tianyang.
His own willpower … Forget it. He could forcibly impersonate Tianyang and shamelessly steal the secrets of the peak Wu Zun.
How strong could his willpower be?
"This Illusory Devil Road is really dangerous."
Ye Yuan wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, revealing a trace of lingering fear.
The Demon Sovereign's resentment was too strong.
Even though he had used all his means and used the life-saving treasure given by the Medicine God Sect, he almost couldn't withstand the attack of the Demon Sovereign's resentment.
If the Demon Sovereign's resentment hadn't suddenly fluctuated wildly at the last moment, giving him a chance to escape, he would have lost his life there.
"However, since my luck is so good, it means that I'm the first to escape this Demon Sovereign's resentment!"
"Hahahaha! The number one person in this Illusory Devil Road is indeed me, Ye Yuan! "
Ye Yuan laughed wildly. The next moment, he took another step forward.
He thought that after overcoming the Demon Sovereign's resentment, everything would be smooth sailing.
However, Ye Yuan suddenly felt that the terrifying Illusory Devil Power attacked again.
It pulled him into an illusion!
He was completely unguarded!
… …
"Too strong."
Chen Lun's expression was solemn. His Taoist robe was already tattered, revealing the battle armor that was also riddled with scars inside.
If it weren't for the protection of these two supreme-grade spiritual weapons, the Demon Sovereign's resentment would have taken his life.
"However, according to my understanding, I've only finished a small part of the Illusory Devil Road. There are still huge challenges ahead."
Chen Lun muttered to himself, then took another step forward.
Space distorted, and the illusion reappeared.
… …
The sun and moon alternated, and the stars flickered …
Tianyang had already closed his eyes to rest for almost eighteen hours. There was even a trace of dawn in the east, but there was still no one around him.
"So weak?"
Tianyang looked around, speechless.
Even if he had the Illusory Devil Ancient Book, he could easily kill them all.
However, at least one of these people could keep up with his pace!
His will was like a sword. Even if he didn't have the Illusory Devil Ancient Book, he could easily deal with those illusions.
None of these people had a willpower that was comparable to his?
In fact, in the entire Xuantian Great World, there might be.
However, in the Myriad Pill Ceremony, in the tens of thousands of people who could obtain the Myriad Pill Sacred Order, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
After all, not every alchemist had died twice.
Finally.
After a full day, Tianyang almost couldn't help but cultivate. At the exit of the Illusory Devil Road, there was a fluctuation.
A young man covered in wounds walked out from it.
The illusory realm was not a simple illusion.
If one was injured in the illusion, they would also suffer the same injuries.
If one died in the illusion.
Even if one's body was not damaged.
One's soul would still be destroyed!
"It's actually …" Chen Lun, who was seriously injured, narrowed his eyes. Looking at Tianyang, who was so bored that he yawned, he cursed in his heart.
This … …
Three minutes later, the black-haired little girl, who was in a sorry state but fortunately had no scars, also walked out.
When she saw Tianyang, her face also showed an incomparably surprised expression.
An hour later, a man with an unknown name walked out. His steps were steady, and his breath was long.
Two hours later, Jiang Lin walked out.
Three hours later, Jin Daoping and Wu Qingchen walked out.
Finally … …
Just as the Illusory Devil Road was about to close, the exit of the Illusory Devil Road flickered, and a person rushed out!
"Hahahaha! I, Ye Yuan, am indeed the fastest one! "
Seeing that there was no one at the exit, Ye Yuan suddenly laughed crazily!
Then, Ye Yuan looked around.
Countless strange gazes shot at his face.
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