Chapter 3595

"Brother Tang, what about you?"

Rao Tianhan's gaze fell on Tang Taihong. The latter's eyes flickered with hesitation.

"Brother Rao, I know my limits!

I fell for that nightmare just now. If I enter the Nightmare Nunnery, I'll only be a burden to you, so I won't go in! "Tang Taihong cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.

Mei Jinwen frowned slightly and said in slight displeasure, "Tang Taihong, in the beginning, you swore that you would enter Nightmare Nunnery with Tianhan, and you were full of heroism!

Why are you scared now? "

Tang Taihong was slightly embarrassed. He touched his nose and fell silent.

"Enough!

Jinwen, don't say anymore. This is Brother Tang's decision. We should respect his choice! "

Rao Tianhan spoke. He cupped his hands at Tang Taihong and said, "Brother Tang, since you've made up your mind, I won't force you. Let's part ways here!"

With that, Rao Tianhan simply led Mei Jinwen into the Nightmare Nunnery's entrance.

Tang Taihong watched with a complicated gaze as Rao Tianhan and Mei Jinwen disappeared into the Nightmare Nunnery's entrance. He felt a little guilty.

After all, he was the one who took the initiative to find Rao Tianhan and wanted to travel with him. Now, he was running away. It was indeed a little too much.

"Little guy!

I heard that the corpse of the Witch Ancestor exists in the Nightmare Nunnery. Is this rumor true? "

Just as Tang Taihong was about to leave, a sinister voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Tang Taihong shivered. He actually didn't notice where the voice came from at all. It was as if it had appeared out of thin air beside his ears.

"Who are you?"

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Tang Taihong's body. He quickly retreated and spread out his Divine Sense, wanting to see who was playing tricks.

But soon, his forehead was covered in cold sweat. No matter how his Divine Sense probed, he still couldn't find the source of the voice.

"I'm here!"

The eerie voice rang out again. Tang Taihong abruptly looked at the entrance of Nightmare Nunnery. A green-furred corpse stood there, its green eyes glaring eerily at him.

"You …"

Tang Taihong retreated again and stared at the green-furred mummy with apprehension.

The fact that this green-furred corpse could appear near him without him noticing meant that it was at least at the fourth Heaven's Blight.

The green-haired mummy was getting impatient. It grabbed at the air with its right hand, and Tang Taihong couldn't help but fly towards the mummy.

Tang Taihong wanted to struggle, but he discovered that it was of no use. The strength of the green-haired mummy was completely unequal.

The green-furred corpse grabbed Tang Taihong by the neck and lifted him up. It said indifferently, "I'll ask you one more time. Does the corpse of an Ancestral Shaman really exist in this Nightmare Nunnery?"

"Senior, don't kill me!

The corpse of an Ancestral Shaman does exist in the Nightmare Nunnery. It's one of the twelve Ancestral Shamans, Ancestral Shaman Si Zi! "

Tang Taihong shivered. He already knew that the difference between him and this green-furred corpse was too great.

"Tsk tsk, that's good. Now, come with me!"

The green-furred mummy cackled. Without waiting for Tang Taihong to refuse, it entered the Nightmare Nunnery.

The world inside the Nightmare Nunnery was grotesque. All kinds of extraordinary lights constantly flickered in the surroundings. Moreover, as these lights flickered, strange and bizarre illusions appeared one after another.

As Zhuo Wen walked through this strange space, his soul was enveloped by an illusory power at all times.

"What a powerful illusion. The entire Nightmare Nunnery is a pure illusion world!"

Zhuowen looked around at the grotesque scenery around him, and his gaze became more and more solemn.

He had been in this space for some time, but he discovered that he couldn't walk out of the illusion around him at all.

Apart from that, there were also powerful souls hidden in this illusion. These souls would quietly appear when one's soul wasn't clear-headed. They would enter one's soul and mercilessly attack it.

Zhuowen's soul had always been clear-headed, so he wasn't targeted by those souls!

However, with his sharp Divine Telekinesis, he could clearly sense the killing intent and ferociousness emitted by the souls hidden in the dark.

These souls were like vultures. They were silently lying in wait, waiting for his soul to fall into chaos. Then, they would attack together and devour his soul completely.

Zhuowen stopped. He looked at the grotesque world around him again and frowned.

"I can't continue like this. I have to break out of this illusion!"

Zhuowen muttered in a low voice. His eyes revealed a hint of coldness. Then, he sat down cross-legged and began to mobilize his soul sword intent.

"Sword, come!"

A blazing golden light surged between Zhuowen's eyebrows. It was as if it had materialized and gathered there.

In the end, the blazing golden light left his glabella and formed a terrifying golden sword light.

The terrifying sword intent soared into the sky and instantly spread throughout the entire space, causing the grotesque world to faintly tremble under this terrifying sword intent.

"Sword Slash!"

Zhuowen suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath. The golden sword light condensed between his eyebrows soared into the sky and mercilessly slashed upward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The golden sword light continued to rush upward. Zhuowen's Divine Telekinesis clearly sensed that the souls hidden in the dark were collapsing under the golden sword light, bursting like balloons.

Not only that, the entire grotesque space, under the impact of the sword light, began to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

The boundaries of the space were being torn apart inch by inch by the golden sword light, collapsing inch by inch and obliterating inch by inch.

In the end, the entire space seemed to experience an unprecedented earthquake. With a boom, the surrounding endless illusion was completely torn apart.

Countless rays of light, like fireworks, bloomed above the space, gorgeous and dazzling.

Zhuowen stood in the same place, welcoming the scattered rays of light. His expression was calm, like a god who indifferently looked at everything in the world.

When the illusion was completely torn apart, Zhuowen discovered that the illusory space he was in was actually just a ball of light, and there were dozens of similar balls of light, all suspended in the air.

Below the ball of light was an endless black sea, and above the sea, there was only a long stone bridge.

Zhuo Wen landed on the stone bridge from above. At the end of the stone bridge, he saw a towering mountain. At the junction between the stone bridge and the mountain, there was a dark tunnel. He didn't know where it led to.

Zhuowen's eyes shone brightly. With a kick of his right foot, he rushed out like a bolt of lightning toward the tunnel at the end of the tunnel, instantly disappearing into the depths of the tunnel.

Not long after Zhuowen left, the balls of light suspended in the air above the stone bridge seemed to be affected by Zhuowen's Spiritual Sword Intent and collapsed, dissipating into countless spots of light.

From afar, it looked as if there were blazing and gorgeous fireworks exploding above the stone bridge.