976: C976 016 in Progress

C976 016 in Progress

A gluttonous potluck beast was similar to a kind of Phantom Beast.

It could be said that this kind of Phantom Beast was an inferior existence among the Phantom Beast. Other than eating, it was basically useless.

With this kind of Phantom Beast, no matter how much of a genius one was, it was impossible for one to break through the level of an Illusory Lord, and even amongst those of the same level, they would still be the weakest existence.

Ma Timo's heart was filled with ambition. How could he bear such a blow?

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"..."

Ma Timo's position in the Illusion Palace dropped again and again. In more than ten years, he had already fallen to the same level as a servant.

A few years ago, Ma Timo's father and grandfather accidentally fell. That was the real reason why Ma Timo was demoted.

On the other hand, Leng Ao, who did not have a good aptitude, had his cultivation speed soar ever since he summoned his Phantom Beast. He was now one of the direct disciples of the Hall Master of Illusion Palace and his position in the Illusion Palace was even higher than Ma Timo's at the beginning.

After so many years, Leng Ao was already a master of Illusory Emperor Level, he was only a step away from becoming an Illusory Emperor.

"You … "You …"

Ma Timo no longer had his initial arrogance. He looked at Ma Timo with fear as he saw the distance between the arrogant Ma Timo and himself getting closer and closer.

Cold and arrogant with a sneer on his face, he said, "Ma Timo, you have insulted me for more than ten years. Now that I am Master's direct disciple and you are only a lowly slave, what do you think I should do with you?"

Ma Timo immediately knelt down and sobbed, "No, it's all my fault. My brain got pinched. Please spare my life."

He laughed coldly, "Go to hell!"

The spear in Leng Ao's hand shot out and immediately pierced Ma Timo's head.

"..."

Puff!

Ma Timo spat out a mouthful of blood, broke away from the illusion and laid on the ground dispiritedly.

With the power of Cosmic Illusional Realm, dying in the illusion world was in fact a real death, but it was just a test, so there was no need for them to cause any real casualties. Ye Han had consciously controlled his Cosmic Illusional Realm to reduce the lethality of the attack by a large amount, so Ma Timo's mental strength had only suffered some injuries, and he had only suffered some light injuries from it, so it was not a big deal.

Ye Han's voice was heard by Ma Timo, "You failed!"

The scene of his brain being penetrated still echoed in Ma Timo's mind. After a long while, Ma Timo took a deep breath and realized that it was only an illusion test. He then let out a long breath.

"Good …" "So scary, I almost thought I was really dead!"

Ma Timo gradually came back to his senses. He recalled Ye Han's words and his face stiffened. Obviously, he understood that he had been eliminated.

Looking around, he was surprised to find that half of the people had the same disappointed expression as him.

Ma Timo clenched his fists and a cold glint flashed across his eyes: "Although it's just an illusion, the feeling of being killed is really not wonderful. Cold and proud, if you have to blame it, blame your bad fate."

Even though he was eliminated, Ma Timo, like the others, did not immediately leave. Instead, he continued to stay here, as they all wanted to know which lucky person would pass the test. This was related to their attitude, and they all hoped that the person who passed would be the genius within their forces.

Of course, what he hoped the most was that no one would be able to pass.

"..."

Within the palace, Heavenly Scorpion of the Violet Empyrean curled his lips: "Although it's just an illusion, this kid called Ma Timo shouldn't have killed his own Phantom Beast. One must know that no matter how useless the Phantom Beast is, as long as it is used properly, it might not necessarily be the weakest existence among those of the same level, not to mention that there are some unique places in the Phantom Beast plane, as well as some strange Spiritual Beings. These Spiritual Beings are enough to raise the level of Phantom Beast by a little.

"In the Illusory Realm, as long as this boy works hard, he might be able to become a mighty Illusory Lord in the future!"0

"A bunch of useless bums. There's actually not a single one that fits the criteria!"

Heavenly Scorpion of the Violet Empyrean gritted his teeth. Ancient Times, even if it was a third-rate genius, wasn't so inferior.

Ye Han chuckled: "Senior, there's more than one similar to Ma Timo, but there's another one that's performing well right?"

Ye Han pointed at Leng Ao, who was still trapped in the illusion.

Speaking of Leng Ao, Heavenly Scorpion of the Violet Empyrean's expression eased up a bit: "Not bad, among so many geniuses, this one can still be considered good. There might be a slight difference in personality between master and himself, but with my tutelage and with Young Lord's guidance, I believe that he will still be able to grow to the level of master. Adding this kid's physique, hehe, maybe in the near future, there will also be an existence similar to Reverend Glazed or Lord Azure Emperor in our Phantom Beast plane.

"..."

Within the cold and arrogant illusions.

Leng Ao looked at his mother and father, both at a loss.

"Father?" "Mother?"

"Ao'er, you finally woke up. Mom is worried to death!"

The beautiful lady held the cold arrogance as she wailed.

The handsome middle-aged man frowned, and berated coldly: "Isn't it just summoning a low level Phantom Beast, to actually commit suicide, you really disgrace me, you better reflect on it, if you still want to do this, you might as well leave the Illusion Palace!"

Icily and arrogantly, he stared at his father, unable to recover from his shock.

As for the middle-aged man, he had already dragged the beautiful woman away.

"..."

After the two of them left, Leng Ao gave himself a pinch, "Am I dreaming? Could it be that everything that happened is fake? "

In that 'dream', his father had long since died, leaving him, his mother, and widowed mother to be bullied. Furthermore, after displaying extraordinary talent, his father had been killed and his Phantom Beast reduced to nothing.

At this moment, the memories of this world echoed unceasingly in Leng Ao's mind. It was so exciting that Leng Ao let out a blood-curdling screech, falling onto the bed.

After a long while, Leng Ao slowly opened his eyes, "It doesn't matter if he's real or fake, the most important thing now is to control him."

Through his memories, Icily and arrogantly, he found out that his father was a general level Illusory Lord of the Illusion Palace, a rank belonging to an elder with extraordinary strength.

And his aptitude, in this case, was only considered superior, not a genius.

After bitterly cultivating for over twenty years, he finally summoned his Phantom Beast, but it was only a low level Phantom Beast — Little Flower Mantis!

Although the Little Flower Mantis was not the weakest among the lower level Phantom Beast, it was not powerful either. It only knew one of the mantis' moves, and the probability of entering General-Level Holy Sovereign's level was less than one percent.

As for his opponent, Ma Timo, he summoned out a middle ranked Phantom Beast — Golden Light Bee Emperor!

A Phantom Beast of this level even surpassed a Hell Tiger.

As long as it was properly coordinated with each other, both the Phantom Beast and the master had a 90% chance of entering the King-level Illusional Sovereign. In the future, it might not be impossible for them to reach the late stage of the King-level Illusional Sovereign.

"..."

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