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Chapter 146: Doubting Life

Chen Xingcai gradually awoke from the illusion, blinking her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings, her gaze finally settling on Ji Hongli. Suddenly, her small face flushed red, her eyes darting about, though a faint smile crept onto her lips.

Seeing her strange expression, Ji Hongli furrowed her brows and asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing, nothing…" Chen Xingcai waved her hands quickly, her blush deepening. She lowered her head, suppressing a giggle, wearing an expression that screamed, "I've indulged in something but can't say it."

Though puzzled by her demeanor, Ji Hongli, relieved to see her safe, nodded in approval, "You truly are my disciple, managing to break free from the illusion on your own."

Chen Xingcai, still red-faced, smiled without speaking.

Nearby, Hong Chenji was fuming with rage, about to unleash a tirade, when—

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly descended!

This feeling didn't come from Ji Hongli before him, nor from Chen Xingcai, who had inexplicably indulged in a pairing within the illusion, but…

From outside!

He immediately used the mist to perceive the outside world, only to see that the newly arrived peak Saint Realm cultivator had ceased attacking and was instead—setting up an array?!

Hong Chenji was momentarily stunned, then sneered, "Heh, a false alarm."

He didn't believe a mere array could shake his "Heart-Eroding Nightmare Mist." Fused with the ley lines, the mist was endlessly regenerative—unless an Immortal Venerable acted, it couldn't be forcibly broken!

Yet, the next moment—

"Boom—!!!"

The heavens and earth trembled!

After completing the array, the peak Saint Realm cultivator didn't hesitate to step back a few paces, then—

Charged straight into the mist!

Hong Chenji's pupils contracted sharply.

The answer soon revealed itself—

The world fell into sudden silence.

All sounds were stripped away in an instant, even the wind freezing mid-air. The Saint Realm figure hovered in the sky, robes fluttering without wind, an unnatural blinding white light beginning to emanate from their body—first from the fingertips, then the arms, until the entire person transformed into a dazzling sun, their outline blurring and distorting.

This peak Saint Realm cultivator had chosen to self-destruct!!!

"Boom—"

The moment the first wave exploded, the space within a hundred miles cracked like fragile glass.

The tendrils of Hong Chenji's gray mist, upon touching the wave, emitted a "hiss" of burning, instantly vaporizing into smoke. This was followed by a second and third wave, each carrying energy capable of evaporating mountains, distorting and devouring light in their path.

"Crackle—"

The ground began to collapse. Not merely fracturing, but disintegrating into the most primal earth-element spiritual energy, sinking like quicksand into sudden void rifts. The nearest mountains vanished silently—not destroyed, but erased from existence by the sheer purity of the energy.

The sun had now expanded to a thousand zhang in size, its surface surging with golden Dao pattern chains—the lifetime cultivation of the Saint Realm's Great Path laws unraveling. With each chain breaking, a patch of space tore open into a dark void.

"Buzz—"

A sudden tremor caused all living beings within a thousand miles to bleed from their ears and noses.

At the epicenter, nine illusory celestial pavilions emerged, the shattered consciousness sea of the self-destructing cultivator manifesting.

They collapsed layer by layer in the golden light, each collapse resonating with the heavens, as if the world itself mourned the fall of a Saint.

Most terrifying was the absence of sound.

In absolute silence, the shockwave advanced like a transparent crystal wall. Everything in its path first twisted, then, like dough kneaded by an invisible giant hand, finally "popped" into a chaotic swirl of multicolored spiritual energy.

Hong Chenji's gray mist domain was forcibly blasted into a spherical void a hundred zhang in diameter, its edges still burning with golden Dao fire. Even the replenishing mist from the ley lines ignited into a rain of flames.

The "Heart-Eroding Nightmare Mist," once a viscous living entity, was torn open by this destructive force into a massive breach! The gray-white mist twisted frantically, emitting a shrill wail like a burning demon, struggling desperately to heal.

The ley line energy was wildly drained, surrounding mist surging like a tide toward the breach in an attempt to mend it. Yet, the explosion's aftermath persisted, every wisp of mist nearing it instantly vaporized by the violent energy!

Hong Chenji's face turned ashen, staring in disbelief: "How is this possible…"

A peak Saint Realm self-destructing was true heaven-shattering destruction! Even he had never witnessed someone so ruthless!

What kind of madman is this?!

Countless years, even tens of thousands, of arduous cultivation, a lifespan of one hundred thousand years—discarded just like that?

What shocked him even more was—

Hong Chenji, still reeling from the earlier earth-shattering Saint Realm self-destruction, hadn't recovered when the edges of the torn gray mist void continued to emit "hiss" sounds of smoke. The ley line energy surged frantically, attempting to mend this gaping wound.

But at that moment—

The array flashed with light!

Another identical figure stepped out from the array, clad in white robes fluttering, with a stern expression—the very peak Saint Realm who had just self-destructed!

Hong Chenji: "???"

No way, could it be…

The thought barely crossed his mind when he saw the figure, without even glancing at him, transform into a streak of light and charge back into the mist!

"Boom—!!!"

An even more violent explosion erupted!

The gray mist breach, only a third repaired, was instantly torn into an even larger void! The terrifying shockwave dispersed the clouds within a thousand miles, revealing a clear blue sky—though it was soon shrouded again by the surging gray mist.

The ley lines were drained once more, the entire Hong family ancestral land trembling as if something deep underground roared in agony. The gray mist writhed desperately, contracting and expanding like an injured beast, trying to fill the breach now twice as large as before.

Hong Chenji's face completely changed.

He understood—it was clearly a peak Saint Realm avatar!

And that array was a temporary teleportation formation!

But this was a peak Saint Realm avatar!

How many resources, how much heavenly treasure, how much effort would it take to craft an avatar of the same realm?!

This was the peak Saint Realm! A pinnacle of the cultivation world! Each one had endured countless tribulations to reach this level, revered as an ancestor in any sect!

Yet this guy—

Used a peak Saint Realm avatar as a bomb?!

What kind of strategy is this?!

And judging by the situation…

Hong Chenji stiffly turned his head, and as expected, the array glowed again—

A third identical figure emerged with a cold face!

Hong Chenji: "…"

He suddenly felt he might have provoked the wrong person.

"Boom—!!!"

The third Saint Realm "firework" bloomed magnificently above the Hong family ancestral land. The gray mist finally couldn't withstand this insane bombardment, scattering like cotton candy torn apart by a mischievous child. Amid the drifting mist remnants, faint "gurgle gurgle" sobs from the ley lines could still be heard—this unlucky ley line had been stripped bare today.

Hong Chenji stared blankly at the massive void exceeding ten thousand zhang in diameter. The teleportation array lit up once more.

As the fourth fluttering white-robed figure stepped out, this man who styled himself a "new god" finally broke.

"A terrorist who self-destructs on sight!" His voice trembled, "A lunatic who just giggles in an illusion!"

"And a human iceberg!"

Hong Chenji fell into philosophical contemplation: Are they the gods, or am I the 'god'? Could this world have already been occupied and corrupted by the "forerunners"?

Seeing the fourth avatar's figure grow clearer, Hong Chenji decisively pulled out a realm-breaking talisman.

It wasn't that he feared these three—he still had trump cards.

But madness was contagious, and self-destruction was deadly. He couldn't stay in this place for another second!

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