Published at 6th of January 2026 8:50 am

Chapter 1982: Breakthrough, Illusion? (Part 2)

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The shadows before them were remarkably similar to the Lost Souls described in the Ancient Tome.

Lin Wan’er also recognized the origin of these entities, and her face turned somewhat pale.

Lost Souls are different from ordinary Demonic Beasts.

They have no physical form, and ordinary physical attacks are hardly effective against them.

Moreover, they excel at Spiritual Attacks, capable of eroding a Cultivator’s mind.

Once entangled by a Lost Soul, the consequences are unthinkable.

Luo Qingchen’s brows furrowed tightly.

He hadn’t expected to encounter so many Lost Souls here.

Judging by the numbers, there were probably no less than several hundred Lost Souls.

Furthermore, from the aura they emitted, each Lost Soul’s strength was no weaker than a Cultivator at the Refining Stage.

More troubling was that these Lost Souls seemed able to manipulate the surrounding mist.

They loomed in and out of the mist, making it difficult to track them.

"Everyone, steady your minds, don’t let them affect you."

Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice.

He channeled the Chaotic Power, forming an invisible barrier around him to fend off the malice emitted by the Lost Souls.

At the same time, he also shielded Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan.

However, the Lost Souls did not give them much time to prepare.

A sharp howling sound pierced the air.

Dozens of Lost Souls transformed into whirling black tornadoes, rushing toward the three from all directions.

They bared their claws, emitting ghastly roars as if to tear the trio to pieces.

"Xiaowan, use your Talismans, attack their Spiritual Bodies!"

Luo Qingchen urgently shouted.

Su Xiaowan reacted swiftly, immediately retrieving several "Breaking Evil Talismans" from her Storage Bag, designed especially to counter sinister beings.

She infused the Talismans with Spiritual Power, chanting incantations under her breath.

"Smite!"

With a soft cry, those Breaking Evil Talismans transformed into golden rays of light, striking the oncoming Lost Souls.

"Sizzle!"

Sounds reminiscent of hot oil hitting water echoed.

The Lost Souls struck by the golden light emitted heart-rending screams, their bodies trembling violently.

The black aura around them dissipated at visible speed, and their Spiritual Bodies grew much fainter.

The Breaking Evil Talismans indeed had a restraining effect on the Lost Souls.

However, the sheer number of Lost Souls was overwhelming.

Though Su Xiaowan’s Talismans were effective, they couldn’t possibly eradicate them all.

Soon, more Lost Souls breached the Talismans’ barrier, charging toward the trio.

Lin Wan’er let out a shout, her Green Vine Whip, infused with dense Wood Spirit Power, lashed out at the approaching Lost Souls.

Even though the Green Vine Whip contained strong Wood Spirit Power, which had some restraining effect on the Lost Souls,

its effectiveness was far surpassed by Su Xiaowan’s Breaking Evil Talismans.

Most of the Lost Souls merely paused as they were struck by the whip before lunging forward again.

Luo Qingchen’s eyes narrowed, and he thrust the sheath of his Black Dragon Sword forward.

He used no flashy moves;

just a simple thrust.

Yet, this thrust carried an indomitable resolve.

Chaotic Power gathered at the tip of the sword sheath, forming a small vortex.

"Puff!"

A soft sound.

A leading Lost Soul was directly pierced through its Spiritual Body by the sword sheath.

It didn’t even have time to let out a cry before turning into a wisp of blue smoke, dispersing into the air.

Luo Qingchen discovered that Chaotic Power seemed to have a stronger restraining effect on these Lost Souls.

As the source of all things, Chaotic Power is supremely pure and capable of purifying all sinister beings.

This realization reassured Luo Qingchen somewhat.

He no longer hesitated, taking the initiative to confront the swarming Lost Souls.

The Black Dragon Sword sheath danced in his hand, each swing taking the life of a Lost Soul.

However, just as the three battled fiercely with the Lost Souls,

the surrounding mist suddenly thickened.

A strange energy fluctuation spread from the depths of the mist.

Immediately afterward, the vision of Luo Qingchen and the others blurred.

The scenery around them underwent a drastic transformation.

They found themselves no longer in that eerie crimson land.

Instead, they had arrived in an enchanting valley, filled with birdsong and floral scents, its landscapes idyllic.

In the valley, the sun shone brightly, and streams babbled gently.

In the distance, several exquisite pavilions and towers could be seen, faintly discernible.

"Where...is this place?"

Su Xiaowan looked around somewhat bewildered.

Lin Wan’er also showed a puzzled expression.

They clearly remembered that they were just fiercely battling with the Lost Souls.

How did they suddenly come to such a place?

Luo Qingchen furrowed his brows tightly.

He wasn’t enchanted by the beautiful scenery before them.

He could feel that although the Spiritual Energy here was dense, it carried an inexplicable strangeness.

Furthermore, he vaguely sensed an invisible spiritual power quietly eroding their minds.

"This is bad, it’s an illusion!"

Luo Qingchen suddenly realized and shouted sternly.

He didn’t expect that the Lost Souls could even set up an Illusion Array.

Moreover, this Illusion Array was so cleverly set that even he didn’t notice it at first.

Hearing Luo Qingchen’s reminder, Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan were both startled.

They hurriedly circulated their Spiritual Power to resist the invisible spiritual erosion.

However, it was already somewhat late.

A trace of confusion flickered in Su Xiaowan’s eyes.

She seemed to see her long-lost parents standing in a pavilion not far away, beckoning to her.

"Father... Mother..."

Su Xiaowan murmured, her footsteps uncontrollably moving towards the pavilion.

The situation wasn’t much better for Lin Wan’er.

Before her eyes appeared the tragic scene of Qingyun Sect being breached by Black-clothed Cultivators, with her elders fighting desperately.

A strong sense of sorrow and anger surged in her heart.

Instinctively, she gripped the Green Vine Whip in her hand, wanting to rush up and fight those Black-clothed Cultivators to the death.

Even Luo Qingchen was affected by the illusion.

Before his eyes appeared the mysterious altar deep within the Meteorite Pit.

The Star Map fragment emitted a faint glow, as if calling to him.

A strong desire surged from deep within his heart.

He wanted to obtain that Star Map fragment and uncover all the secrets.

The minds of the three were unknowingly being seduced by the illusion, sinking into it.

Their eyes became dazed, and their expressions somewhat dull.

If they didn’t find a way to break free from the illusion’s control.

They might forever lose themselves here, eventually having their vitality devoured by the Lost Souls.

At this critical moment.

Wan’er’s Bai Ling’er, held in her arms, once again played a crucial role.

She seemed to sense the danger to the three.

The leaf mark of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass on her brow suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

An even stronger and purer Dragon Power swept out from her small body.

This Dragon Power, like dawn breaking, instantly dispelled the mist shrouding the three people’s minds.

"Buzz!"

Luo Qingchen only felt a roar in his mind.

The illusion before his eyes shattered like a mirage.

He suddenly sobered up, his eyes regaining clarity.

"That was close!"

Luo Qingchen felt a wave of lingering fear in his heart.

If not for Bai Linger’s timely warning, he might have truly succumbed to the illusion.

He hurriedly looked at Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan.

Only to see the two girls still in a state of confusion, their eyes dazed, seemingly still struggling within the illusion.

Luo Qingchen didn’t dare to be negligent and immediately circulated Chaotic Power, sending a strand into each of the girls.

The Chaotic Power entered the two girls’ bodies, quickly dispelling the negative energy within their Seas of Consciousness.

The bodies of Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan trembled slightly, and their eyes gradually regained clarity.

"What... happened to us just now?"

Su Xiaowan asked somewhat bewildered, a trace of terror still on her face.

Lin Wan’er also panted with lingering fear, recalling the illusion she just experienced, still feeling a chill.

"We fell for an Illusion Array."

Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice, his face looking somewhat grim.

"These Lost Souls are craftier than we imagined."

He didn’t expect the inside of the Heavenly Desperate Cliff to be so perilous.

Not only chaotic Spiritual Energy, mutated Demonic Beasts, but even Lost Souls capable of setting up Illusion Arrays.

Every step was fraught with danger, a slight misstep, and it could mean complete ruin.

Bai Ling’er, seeing the three recover to normal, clapped her little hands happily.

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