少妇人妻互换不带套

Chapter 2533 - 2533: A Real Illusion?

She needed a ‘live stream’ feature, and Senior Songs cultivation chat had just been upgraded with this new functionality.

Soft Feather gave Song Shuhang a cute thumbs-up. “Senior Song, you’re the best! ”

Song Shuhang was baffled.

In the next moment, in the Nine Provinces Number Two Group:

System Notification: “[Reliable Junior, White Skin] Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather has activated the group live stream feature. Would you like to watch?”

Always-online Saint Seiya Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “New feature?”

Mother Yellow Mountain,Group Owner Venerable Yellow Mountain chimed in, “Who proposed this top-up function? Shuhang, are you going to turn this innate ability into a mess?”

Soon, the seniors of the Nine Provinces Student Group joined Soft Feather’s live broadcast one after another to experience the effects of the new version and its new features.

Song Shuhang was left baffled.

Su Clan’s Big Horse Monkey Su Clan’s Seven asked, “Is Soft Feather livestreaming the battle between Sixteen and Xie Wang?”

“l thought Shuhang was asking for trouble as soon as I saw everyone’s nicknames and titles,” Cave Lord Snow Wolf remarked.

Future Successor of the Motherland Lady Onion chimed in, “I’m already used to it. My heart is calm, so naturally, it’s cold. Seniors, you should also get used to it as soon as possible.”

After all, Song Shuhang was her boss, and she couldn’t let him be beaten to death by the seniors in the group. Therefore, Lady Onion carefully spoke up for Song Shuhang and comforted the seniors.

Tycoon Jie Saint Monarch Spirit Butterfly was confused.

“Soft Feather, where are you? You’re not on Spirit Butterfly Island?” he inquired.

At this moment, the effects of the medicine had worn off a little. Besides being able to chat in the Nine Provinces Number Two Group, his consciousness had also partially returned to reality.

The wisp of consciousness he sent out happened to see his daughter Soft Feather lighting incense beside him while he was in seclusion.

In other words, his daughter was clearly beside him. Then who was the one currently livestreaming in the Nine Provinces Number Two Group?

“Father, I’m Fair-skinned Soft Feather. Divination Litchi Six Bean Phoenix,” Soft Feather quickly replied as her voice trembled.

In reality, Soft Feather was already filled with guilt after lying to her father.

“l see,” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, bewildered.

His consciousness fell on Soft Feather’s nickname, Reliable-looking Junior, White-skinned, and he was certain it was the fair-skinned one, not black skin.

“Soft Feather, don’t cause trouble for Sixteen while you’re farming Evil. Return home early when you’re done playing,” Lord Spirit Butterfly added.

After saying that, his consciousness began to fade again as he gradually lost consciousness. The Celestial Thearch lit the agarwood beside him, and the effect was activated.

After Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly went offline, Soft Feather let out a sigh of relief.

She turned her attention back to filming the battle between Sixteen and Xie Wang.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator remarked, “Sixteen’s fighting style… has it changed?”

In the past, Su Clan’s Sixteen’s fighting style had been greatly influenced by Su Clan’s Seven, and her saber techniques had a heroic aura.

But now, Su Clan’s Sixteen’s saber technique seemed to have reached a higher level, and the boldness in her saber technique had transformed into dominance. Her petite body was like a giant dragon, exuding a sense of oppression.

Every slash was accompanied by a dragon’s roar.

Su Clan’s Seven sighed happily. “Sixteen’s saber technique has fused with her own style, and she has completely transformed herself. Her saber technique has merged with her True Dragon Constitution and the Dao of Painting. It’s completely different from my saber technique now. Thrice Reckless Mad

Saber, if you don’t work hard, even Sixteen will surpass you in the Dao of the Sword.’

Zhiyin.Pathogen Thrice Reckless Mad Saber was left speechless.

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s saber technique was second only to Su Clan’s Seven’s. His seventy-two swift saber moves were so fast and ruthless that even he was afraid of them.

But now, Sixteen was almost catching up to him in terms of saber dao.

“Work hard and cultivate. Senior Skylark also has a unique understanding of saber techniques. She can also give you some pointers in this area,” Su Clan’s Seven suggested.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber finally made a decision.

“What have you decided?” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator asked.

“I’ve decided to stop practicing the saber!” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber chuckled. “Hello, everyone, please call me Thrice Reckless Mad Sword from now on.”

Venerable Yellow Mountain was left speechless.

Meanwhile, Fairy Lychee offered a warning, “Soft Feather, remind Sixteen to be cautious. Xie Wang might use a magic technique to suppress her.”

Fairy Lychee had faced many enemies similar to Xie      in her adventures across various planes, so she had valuable experience in this area.

On the screen, Soft Feather sent a voice transmission to warn Sixteen, “Be careful, Sixteen. Xie Wang is about to use his big move.”

Su Clan’s Sixteen nodded slightly.

On the other side, Xie Wang, battered and covered in injuries, raised his head and let out a wolf howl.

Numerous ‘eye’ runes suddenly appeared on his body, opening one by one.

In the next moment, a complex illusion enveloped the entire lair.

“Eh? Senior Three-Eyed might really appreciate this Xie Wang,” Song Shuhang mused aloud.

An entity covered in eyes all over its body would likely align with Senior Three-Eyed’s aesthetics.

Should he capture Xie Wang alive and show it to San Qian? Perhaps he could use it to obtain some treasures from Senior?

Of course, before presenting it to Senior Three-Eyed, he had to sever its hind

Just as Song Shuhang contemplated this, the illusion unleashed by Xie Wang was activated.

The once shadowy lair transformed into a swamp and emitted a foul stench.

“Eh?” Pavilion Master Chu murmured.

“Senior, what’s wrong?” Song Shuhang asked. “Is there an issue with this illusion?”

“An illusion of reality?” Pavilion Master Chu muttered, puzzled.

The potent illusion emanating from Xie Wang felt like a simulation of reality.

However, the threat level of this Evil Wang was only at level five, close to level six. Given its strength, it should not have been able to create such a lifelike illusion.

In the midst of the swamp, the wounded Evil Tyrant Dragon Hound howled again.

Mud surged from the swamp and covered its body.

Its injuries began to visibly heal at an astonishing rate.

At the same time, small dog- shaped Xie Wangs emerged from the swamp. In the blink of an eye, they gathered into a formidable army of hounds.

“It’s indeed an illusion,” Song Shuhang confirmed.

This illusion of reality was something he needed to study further..