Chapter 2229
However, Fane gave up such thoughts when he saw the change in the Divine Void Warrior''s eyes.
This phantom had his own intellect, after all!
This...was too...
Fane felt unnerved as he could not make out what he felt. What were these things?
"Let go of me! I''m sorry! It was my mistake! I won''t do it again!" A heart-wrenching cry came from
his left, and Fane turned around to look. He noticed that almost everybody stood still in their ces,
but their faces were extremely expressive. The cry came from a Muddled Origin n disciple.
The disciple''s body tensed while a frightened expression was written all over his face. He seemed
to be pleading as tears trickled down his cheek, wetting his shirt in the process. It was apparent that
he had been crying for some time. He was not the only one to react in such a way, however, as
most of the disciples were in the same situation when Fane took a look around.
It was not hard for Fane to imagine what sort of an illusion these people were in when he thought
about his previous expression. The illusion slowly unfolded every piece of fear buried in the
disciples'' hearts, turning them into reality. Experiencing such pain was not something a normal
person could endure.
"Ufh!" The disciple''s face blushed a crimson color before he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood
and looked like he was about to fall over. After the Muddled Origin n disciple vomited a mouthful
of blood, he looked like a cooked prawn and was unusually red. Momentster, he, unable to keep
himselfposed, fell to the ground with a thud.
An orangish-red light enveloped the person, and the Divine Void Warrior standing in front of him
dered, "You lost yourbat effectiveness, and you''ve failed the challenge! I''ll allow you to heal
your wounds here, but you''ll go no further from here. When the winner appears, everyone will be
moved out of the Divine Void Slope."
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The appearance of this voicepletely woke the Muddled Origin n disciple. When he realized
that he had been eliminated, he blushed and said, "No! I—" He was about to say something when
he felt a surge of blood overflowing from within him. He had definitely, lost but he had never
imagined that he would fail so badly and so quickly. The old voice once said that they had to
experience nine Divine Void Warriors as they climbed up the slope. This was the first one, and he
had already lost!
Fane sighed softly when he saw that the Muddled Origin n disciple had been eliminated. He
knew that this was a difficult challenge, but he did not expect the elimination to happen so quickly.
He thought that all the disciples here were geniuses sent by their respective pavilions, and
eliminations should only happen when they meet the third or fourth Divine Void Warrior.
As he was deep in his own thoughts, he could hear something cranking, like gears being activated.
He looked up warily and the Divine Void Warrior blocking his way had somehow disappeared
without his notice. Did this mean that he was allowed to pass? He inhaled and tried to walk forward.
Fane instantly understood when he no longer faced any obstruction or was stopped. He wasted no
more time as he advanced.
Murmurs and cries of pain echoed around him, but this did not affect Fane’s mentality as he was
only thinking about moving forward.
The Muddled Origin n disciple who was the first one to be eliminated had already epted his
fate and was observing his surroundings as he tended to his wounds. When he saw a figure slowly
moving up the slope, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets as he blurted, "He''s passed the
first test already? He managed to escape the illusion by himself?"
Nobody could answer his questions as everyone else was deep in their illusions apart from Fane
and himself.
"Who is this? He’s wearing the Dual Sovereign Pavilion disciple’s attire, but... Why haven’t I seen
him in the past? No! I saw him just now! Isn’t this Fane, the person who got into a fight with Senior
Brother Theo
just now?!"