Chapter 439: Misty Illusion

When Xiao Ling resolutely rushed towards the dark gray twisted space, he clearly felt the grade badge hanging on his chest suddenly burst into a mysterious light.

As Xiao Ling expected, this light is undoubtedly a unique way to verify whether the alchemist has reached the fifth level. Only when he reaches the fifth level can he be qualified for the next assessment...

At this moment of overflowing light, when Xiao Ling's body came into contact with the twisted space, a strong suction force suddenly emerged from the depths of the space, and directly rolled Xiao Ling's figure into it, disappearing on the edge of reality.

Faced with this sudden suction, Xiao Ling did not feel a sense of threat, so Xiao Ling did not resist at all. With the effect of the suction, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if he had passed through the gap in time and space.

When his vision became clear again, Xiao Ling immediately realized that he was already in a dark gray strange space. It was filled with thick gray gas, and the field of vision was only half a meter, and the surroundings seemed hazy and mysterious.

In this limited space, he also noticed that some areas were slightly distorted, as if the space itself was trembling.

Obviously, this place should be the so-called illusion level.

Xiao Ling's feet gently touched the dark gray gas. He did not rush to act, but stood quietly in place, his eyelids slightly drooped, and his soul power slowly spread out from his body like a pool of spring water.

This dark gray gas obviously has a suppressive effect on the soul. Xiao Ling had heard about this from Ye Zhong a long time ago, so when he felt this kind of suppression, he did not seem too surprised.

However, although the sense of suppression existed, it did not have too significant effect on Xiao Ling.

With his current powerful soul power, even under the barrier of this gas, he can still easily see everything around him. However, his perception range is slightly shorter than usual.

As the soul power spread, Xiao Ling noticed that the dark gray gas around him was slightly fluctuating, which was undoubtedly a sign of the continuous influx of new contestants.

Not only that, in the fog of this dark gray space, those hidden traps and the direction to the correct passage could not escape Xiao Ling's keen insight of soul power.

His soul power was like an invisible light, penetrating the thick gray gas and exposing all the hidden things.

No longer staying in the same place, Xiao Ling collected his mind, and then took a leisurely step, moving forward along the correct passage.

Along the way, he did encounter some insignificant traps, but for Xiao Ling now, these obstacles were like child's play and did not pose any threat at all.

However, Xiao Ling just bypassed or cracked these traps lightly, and then continued his pace, appearing very calm, which formed a sharp contrast with the embarrassed appearance of other contestants...

Walking in this space, Xiao Ling occasionally encountered other contestants. However, whenever these contestants recognized Xiao Ling, they only bowed respectfully and did not dare to cross the line.

These people seemed to be afraid of Xiao Ling's awesome soul power, fearing that this strong man might pose a threat to them. Therefore, they did not show any intention to approach him actively, but instead kept a distance with obvious vigilance and avoided him from a distance...

Faced with such a situation, Xiao Ling seemed very calm and at ease. The deliberate avoidance of others made his journey more peaceful, allowing him to enjoy this rare leisure...

Just as Xiao Ling was walking slowly and leisurely, his heart suddenly shook slightly, and then, as if he had noticed something, he looked ahead vigilantly.

Not far ahead, as the gray mist gently surged, a slender and graceful female figure gradually emerged from the mist. Xiao Ling looked carefully and recognized that it was Xun'er, who was very familiar to him...

What surprised Xiao Ling was that Xun'er was wearing a bright red wedding dress at the moment. The delicate skirt was like a blooming flower, swaying gently with her steps. The layers of gauze fabric were particularly eye-catching in this gray space.

Her white jade-like face was embellished with exquisite makeup, her eyebrows were lightly swept, her eyes were slightly curved, her lips were painted with bright lipstick, and her hair was embellished with dazzling beads, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Brother Xiao Ling, today is our wedding. Next, Xun'er can fulfill the promise she made to you..."

Before Xiao Ling had time to react, Xun'er had already spoken first. Her voice was like the graceful singing of a nightingale, crisp and pleasant, yet gentle, making people feel comfortable.

Xun'er walked to Xiao Ling, her eyes flashing with anticipation, and whispered softly, "Brother Xiao Ling, are you also looking forward to what's next?"

Xun'er said this with a hint of shyness that was hard to conceal. Her bright eyes seemed to be petals with dew, gently drooping, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, like a newly blooming peach blossom, both beautiful and moving.

It can be predicted that if Xiao Ling follows Xun'er's instructions, then what awaits them will be an extremely erotic and attractive picture.

The scene is like a carefully painted scroll, full of charming style, making people feel as if they are in a dreamy and gentle place, and every detail is enough to make people's hearts sway, intoxicated, and unable to extricate themselves.

However, who is Xiao Ling? His concentration is naturally extraordinary. Even though he was slightly shocked when he first saw Xun'er dressed like this, his expression soon returned to calm.

Then, after a moment of sensing, he realized that this was just a trick played by Gray Illusion.

"Although Xun'er's posture at the moment is indeed very charming, false things can never come true. Trying to shake my will with such trivial tricks will ultimately be in vain..."

Xiao Ling sighed softly and whispered as if talking to himself...

"However, one day, such a beautiful scene will definitely reappear in the real world. At that time, Xun'er and I will definitely fulfill our agreement..."

As Xiao Ling finished speaking, his sleeves and robes were raised slightly, and in an instant, a strong wind spurted out, and the phantom-like figure disappeared like a cloud of smoke under the impact of this force.

As the phantom disappeared, the folds of space hidden behind it were immediately exposed. In the intricate spatial texture, a faint but somewhat strange black air quietly filled the air, adding a somewhat mysterious and ominous atmosphere to the space.

"The previous hallucination must have been caused by these things..." Xiao Ling's eyes were fixed on the strange black energy, and he already understood in his heart that the sudden appearance of the hallucination must be related to this strange thing. .

Xiao Ling shook her head gently and stopped thinking too much about these things. At this moment, he could already faintly feel that this place was not far from the exit of the illusion.

He immediately spread out his soul power and carefully groped for some traces of space in front of him. After figuring out the situation, he immediately took steps again, walking leisurely towards the distance...

During the rest of the journey, Xiao Ling once again encountered those illusions originating from the depths of his heart. Zi Yan, Qing Lin, Little Medical Fairy, Han Yue... each of these familiar figures carries his profound memories.

However, after experiencing the lesson last time, Xiao Ling has become calm about the appearance of these illusions. No matter how vivid these images were, he only glanced at them lightly, with a trace of imperceptible nostalgia, then turned around with a wave of his sleeves and continued his journey, no longer moved by the illusion...

"Bang——"

Xiao Ling waved his hand lightly and deflected the long sword that was thrust straight at him. His eyes were a little strange, and when he looked forward, he saw Chu Wanqing's face full of murderous intent, her eyes filled with hatred for him, staring at him.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Ling's mouth twitched involuntarily, as if he felt a little helpless about this situation.

"Although Chu Wanqing's attitude is indeed a little colder, he won't get into a tense situation as soon as we meet and insist on taking my life." Xiao Ling couldn't help but murmur a few words in a low voice,

"The realism of this illusion is truly unflattering. It can be said to be the weakest test along the way..."

Talking to himself like this, Xiao Ling slowly raised his finger. Under Chu Wanqing's gaze that was full of anger but still couldn't conceal his stunning beauty, he just touched it gently, and his fingertips touched the center of her eyebrows.

At that electric shock-like moment, Chu Wanqing's figure seemed to be a sand painting blown by the invisible breeze, becoming hazy bit by bit until it was completely blurred.

In the end, her entire existence turned into a misty smoke, swaying gently in the breeze, and gradually dissipated in every corner of the air, as if she had never appeared in this world...

After walking past the place where Chu Wanqing was standing just now, the thick dark gray clouds and mist around her began to gradually fade away, and the sense of oppression in the air also lessened.

At this moment, a twisted black hole about one foot in diameter suddenly appeared in Xiao Ling's sight.

"This must be the exit of the illusion. Well, the soul's perception is normal. This black hole is not an illusion." After Xiao Ling carefully explored the twisted hole in front of him, he no longer hesitated in his heart.

He paused for a moment, then jumped up suddenly, like an arrow from a string, and rushed straight towards the twisted black hole until his body was completely swallowed up and disappeared...

Xiao Ling's figure swayed, as if he had passed through an invisible barrier, and the feeling of soul power that once suppressed him disappeared instantly.

As soon as he felt it, he knew that the first round of the illusion test had completely ended.

Xiao Ling's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened. The darkness in front of his eyes had been dispelled by the light, and the surrounding space became clear and bright again.

Looking up, this is a rather vast square. On the other side of the square, there is a twisted space passage. Next to the space passage, there is an old man riding a turtle. He is squinting and seems to be taking a nap. .

Xiao Ling looked up and saw a wide square in front of him, which was large enough to accommodate thousands of troops. On the opposite side of the square, a twisted smooth space passage stands quietly, as if connecting to another unknown world.

Beside the passage, an old man riding on the back of a turtle was closing his eyes slightly, seeming to be enjoying a leisurely afternoon nap with a leisurely expression.

As if he noticed the movement, the old man riding on the turtle's back slowly opened his slightly aged eyes, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes instantly.

When his eyes fell on Xiao Ling, the old man was slightly startled at first, then showed a warm smile, cupped his hands and said,

"Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Xiao Ling. His soul power is indeed extraordinary. So far, Mr. Xiao Ling is the only contestant who has successfully passed through the fantasy level."

"Sir, please wait here for a moment. When the assessment time is approaching, I will announce the challenge rules for the next level to all contestants."

"No problem, senior, there is no need to be polite."

Xiao Ling nodded slightly and responded with a humble smile. Although he is an eighth-grade alchemist with a distinguished status and is respected by others, he does not want to be too public about it to avoid causing discomfort to others.

Then, Xiao Ling walked aside easily and found a stone bench to sit down safely. Then, he casually took out a pair of exquisite tea sets and several plates of snacks from the storage ring, and began to enjoy the moment of tranquility leisurely.

Xiao Diao, who had been silent in the Bone Flame Ring for a long time, felt the noise from the outside world, and finally couldn't restrain his curiosity. He turned into a stream of light, jumped out lightly, and landed steadily on the stone table.

The little marten's little eyes were shining. It couldn't wait to stretch out its paws, flexibly grabbed pieces of snacks, and hurriedly put them into its small mouth. The eager and satisfied eating look looks particularly cute.

The scene in front of me makes it really difficult to connect with the majestic image in the rumors. The little guy in front of him who was eating with gusto and looking satisfied was actually one of the four famous overlords on the Tianxuan Continent, the young leader of the Tianyao Diao Clan.

If you don't know its true identity, anyone who looks at it will probably think that it is just an ordinary pet mink...

"Tsk tsk, A-Diao, you are a heavenly demon Marten with noble bloodline. You have to pay attention to your image..."

A teasing smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Ling's mouth. He casually stretched out a finger to gently scratch Xiao Diao's round belly, and joked with a smile on his face...

I have to mention that the hair of the demon marten on this day is so soft and soft, which is really rare. Compared with the rough hair of other monsters, it is like silky brocade, with an extraordinary texture that cannot be matched by ordinary monsters.

In his spare time, Xiao Ling likes to pet the little mink. The delicate and soft touch makes him feel extremely comfortable no matter how he rubs it, making him unable to put it down.

Realizing that Xiao Ling's movements were getting more and more excessive, the little Diao suddenly stretched out its tiny paws and quickly slapped Xiao Ling's fingers away. Then it glared at Xiao Ling with its round eyes. The eyes seemed to express its dissatisfaction.

It quickly swallowed the seventh-level spirit fruit that was still chewing in its mouth, and then said angrily: "You guys are really, you have been locking me in the bone inflammation ring before, finally got a chance to come out for some air, you mink Of course I want to enjoy my free time and relax."

Just when Xiao Ling and Xiao Diao were enjoying themselves and playing with each other, the void where Xiao Ling appeared before suddenly rippled with ripples as delicate as water waves.

As these ripples spread slowly, a woman with a graceful figure in a black long dress stepped out of the mid-length dress.

Feeling the strange movement here, Xiao Ling's eyes turned over there involuntarily. When he took a closer look, he found that the woman was none other than Cao Ying.

Feeling the gaze of a gaze, Cao Ying turned to look. Then, the two people's eyes met in the air, and there seemed to be an electric current flashing silently.

When she saw Xiao Ling, a hint of surprise flashed through Cao Ying's autumn eyes at first, but soon her expression returned to calm, as if everything was within her expectation.

After all, Xiao Ling's soul power is superior to hers. If he is not the first to pass, it would be unreasonable.

However, Cao Ying seemed to suddenly remember something from the past that made her shy, and a faint blush appeared on her fair and jade-like face involuntarily. The crimson color was like the light dye of sunset, making it look particularly moving.

At the same time, the exposed toes at the front of the pair of black high-heeled shoes she was wearing unconsciously curled up slightly inward.

Then, after quickly adjusting to her condition, Cao Ying walked slowly across the square with light steps. When she reached the central area, her steps suddenly stopped, and then a bright smile broke out on her face.

"Elder Liao."

Cao Ying said in a clear voice as she bowed gracefully to the old man riding a turtle.

The old man known as Elder Liao sat on the back of the turtle and slowly opened his eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life.

"Haha, it's girl Ying. Don't be formal, just find a place to sit down. The second round of the competition can't start until the other contestants have arrived." There was a gentle and kind smile on his old face. He smiled and responded calmly.

"Um."

Cao Ying nodded slightly in response, and then tried her best to maintain her composure on the surface, walking elegantly and calmly, swaying her waist lightly, and walking gracefully in the direction of Xiao Ling.

"I didn't see you around the square just now. I thought you might be late." Cao Ying stopped next to Xiao Ling and said in a soft voice, "But now it seems that it should be me. Too much worry."

As she spoke, she turned around lightly and sat elegantly on the stone chair next to Xiao Ling, her movements natural and smooth.

Anyone who knows Cao Ying will be able to detect the difference in how Cao Ying treats Xiao Ling at this time.

This kind of behavior is obviously much more restrained than her usual charming appearance. However, it also adds a bit of girlish tenderness and shyness.

Obviously, after the previous incident, Cao Ying's temperament has changed a lot when facing Xiao Ling.

However, in Xiao Ling's opinion, this change is only preliminary, and he will need more training in the future to meet his own requirements.