Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 605

"Heh, it seems your luck is pretty incredible. You just entered this illusion and you've already encountered the Spirit Tree. That saves me a lot of trouble."

The demon king's voice rang out at that moment, causing Ling Yan Yan to frown.

what's the situation?

"Since you are the Demon King, you must know what this illusion is all about, right? Tell me quickly."

As Ling Yanyan walked towards the towering ancient tree, he asked the Demon King a question.

"Tell me first, where is this place?"

The Demon King did not answer Ling Yan Yan's question, but instead asked another one.

Gah!

I rub!

What exactly is this thing?

Upon hearing the other party's words, Ling Yan Yan rolled his eyes, but ignored them and continued to approach the towering ancient tree.

"Hey, brat, this illusion isn't as simple as an ordinary one. Once you're trapped in it, getting out won't be easy. Even the Demon Emperor couldn't do it!"

Seeing that Ling Yan Yan was ignoring him, the demon king immediately spoke up again to explain to Ling Yan Yan, a helpless look appearing on his face.

Uh?

Even the Demon Emperor couldn't do it?

A wicked smile curved Ling Yanyan's lips, and his heart skipped a beat.

There was indeed a mysterious force suppressing his cultivation within this illusion, but he refused to believe that there was truly no way to escape from here.

After all, his previous experiences had proven that he dared to kill even the guardian beasts of the Divine Gate, let alone the illusion before him.

laugh!

With a powerful thrust of his legs, he sprinted forward in an instant, shooting towards the towering ancient tree like an arrow released from a bow.

hiss!

However, just as he was about to leap to the top of the ancient tree, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lush green vine extending from the towering tree.

The vines were seven or eight meters long, and they suddenly emerged from the towering ancient tree, heading straight for his chest.

what the hell!

What the hell is going on?

Seeing this scene, even with his extensive experience, Ling Yanyan was still startled, and cold sweat instantly poured down his face.

He was completely unprepared and could only watch helplessly as the vines drew closer and closer.

Bang!

Finally, when the vines were less than a foot away from his clothes, a muffled thud suddenly erupted, and Ling Yanyan was hit hard in the chest, flying backward on the spot.

puff!

In an instant, blood gushed from his mouth, and he fell five or six meters away.

"Hahaha, you brat, you're nothing special, so weak!"

"Tsk tsk, without the support of vital energy, this illusion is essentially powerless. You're doomed, hahaha. I really don't know why the Demon King insisted on bringing you in."

"Huh? That's not right, how come you're still alive?"

The demon king didn't seem to have any intention of taking advantage of the situation. He just stood at a distance, staring at Ling Yan Yan with a mocking look, and shouted a few times, then spoke with a slightly surprised tone.

call!

He felt a burning pain in his chest, and the tingling sensation became even clearer, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, no serious injuries were sustained!

However, at this moment he had no idea what was happening to his chest.

The tingling sensation was like a fire burning inside his body, and as time went on, the burning sensation gradually intensified, causing him to frown slightly.

"Hehe, kid, do you want to know what's going on? If you kneel before me, perhaps I can help you."